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After another twenty minutes or so, we were ready to go. Everyone was in their gear, and we were moving the canoes down to the water.

Bobby came over to me, a worried look on his face.

“Do you want to go in the stern? (the back)”

“No, I actually prefer the front. Remember when they made us switch positions yesterday? (I forgot to blog that part. Oops!) I was in the stern, and that was the closest we came to flipping. And I couldn’t steer right anyway.”

The worried look on his face was replaced with a look of relief.

“Oh, good. I hate the bow.”

We grinned at each other, and then I realized something. We had to paddle on opposite sides of the canoe – what if he paddled on the side I did??

“Bobby? What side of the canoe do you paddle on?”

“Um, which side do you paddle on?”

“I hold the top of the paddle in my right hand.”

He thought for a moment before saying “OK. That’s fine – I can paddle on the other side.”

I wondered if he was used to paddling on the side I was, but didn’t say anything. If I could keep my paddling the same as the day before, it would be one less thing for me to worry about.

We got the canoes into the water and held them for each other so everyone could get in.

“Everyone wave goodbye to Katie and _____! We’ll see them again at the end of the day.”

We all turned and waved, calling things like “Have a good day!” and “Don’t flip too much!” to each other. Then we got the signal to move out, and off we went.

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*Everything here is from my own memory and may not be correct. Outward Bound is not responsible for anything I post here. Thanks too NCOBS for letting me use their photos.*