Epilogue
By the end of the trip, I think everyone was ready to go home to their routine lives. People were getting bossy. Others were getting crabby and cranky. It was time to go. However, we all decided it would be great to go again in a few years. We might be able to even convince some of the non-campers to go next time and stay in the lodge – since the campsite was only a 5-10 minute boat ride from the main lodge or the cabins they have on the other side of the Main Camp island.
Besides, I think it was my grandfather’s final opportunity to go camping and fishing like we did. He turned 71 during the trip, and we all had a small birthday party putting a candle on a cookie and singing “Happy Birthday.” It’s not that his spirit wouldn’t want to go, but time takes a toll on one’s body, and age has begun to settle in.
It was a great experience getting to go this time again. It’s not always easy getting family together to go on trips like this. Let alone, having a family that doesn’t fight or argue, but rather accepts everyone for themselves and moves on with life.
It was wonderful getting to drive across part of the states with my grandfather as a co-pilot. Most people don’t have the time to do such a thing, and I was happy for the opportunity. It’s good to hear stories being told. It’s good to find wisdom. It’s good to be alive and Zup’in Canada.
THE END
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