Hello friends, They all submerged into the glacial St. Regis River in Western Montana – the map, the expedition mission statement, the early journal entries of my first 2018 cross-continent canoe expedition attempt. Once dragged into and under the current in an old Duluth canoe pack, they’d eventually be returned weeks later by a fly-fishing Montana-based father-daughter duo. I’d chronicle the map and journal entries photographically in their waterlogged state while resupplying in the university town of Missoula (in case they disappeared again – which they did). Shuffling through the hands of a myriad of friends who were gracious enough to hold onto them a spell, they were eventually lost.
You used and wench and two sets of rope? Where did she come from?