In The Water

I was up on the great Gunflint Trail this past week for more forced family fun.  There are many moments I will cherish and some that I will try hard to forget.  On day three I was at the dock getting ready to go fishing with the kids on our evening walleye hunt.  As I was reaching from the dock to hand something to the son my camera fell into the water.  There was a brief shriek and I looked at J to DO SOMETHING!  The camera was in about 5 feet of water, still visible from the surface.  First he tried grabbing for it but he couldn't get his arm deep enough from the dock. Then he raced up the 25 or so steps to our cabin at the top of the hill and emerged with a wimpy pair of tongs.  After about 5 minutes of trying to grab the camera with the tongs he gave up and again ran up the stairs only to emerge about 5 minutes later toweling off his hair.  M and I laughed our heads off then I ran up to get my swim suit on and I got the camera out.  It is broken of course, beyond repair.  Five other families came up and joined us mid-week and two other cameras took to the water.  I believe the other two cameras are still functioning.  We saw loads of wild life including a bear cub, a mom moose and child moose, three otters, a bald eagle, several turtles, a snake, and a gazillion mosquitos.  We took three nice canoe trips and I was glad that J had recovered enough from his soccer ankle injury enough to portage the canoe.  J goes to school on Friday.  I think that will be a fine day.

I will have no photos for a while - until I can find a camera on Craig's list I guess.