After all my keywording efforts on behalf of Canada I decided to go back and see when my first trip to Canada might have been. In the summer of 1963 my dad and Tom pearson's dad took us on a canoe trip in the Boundary Waters of Canada. It was lots of fun and certainly unforgettable. Here I am in the bow of a canoe. We lashed two canoes together und used a 3 HP Evinrude to tootle through the lakes.