(the following bushwhack was completed Thanksgiving, 2010. I only recently finished the story.)
Ekaneetlee Trace
By John Quillen
The first crossing out of campsite 90 was wet so we booted off and waded up to our knees. Frigid post Thanksgiving air was offset by a bright late morning sun. It was still in the thirties, though and I was walking on a bed of…
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