Canoe Trips Remembered
Growing up in Ohio I was so lucky to have a dad that knew all the water ways. We always went conoeing on the Mad River. I loved it. There was a tractor pass that created a mini water fall that was safe for me to stay in the canoe and have my dad guide us over. I loved stopping along the way in little coves to look for rocks and shells. One time we stopped at a bank that had holes in it. I used one for a foot hold and heard a grunting noise. It was then my dad suggested I move my foot unless I wanted a muskrat tearing my foot and leg apart. lol We passed near areas we couldn't get out due to the processing plant dumping "clean" water back into the river. (still smelled. YUCK!) In the spring it was dangerous due to the flooding. I remember one time I wasn't allowed to go because I was so small. But, one of the other parents in the group took their child. He fell out of the canoe and got caught on a tree under the water. ...