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We usually camp at Twin Lake. But this summer Twin Lake was occupied, so we explored around the Campbell Lakes district, staying one night at Gray Lake but finally setting at Gosling. |
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Matt was happy with the site we chose. |
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A shady spot tucked into the Salal beneath the tall grey trunks of Hemlock and Fir. |
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The boys swam in the lake and dried out afterwards by the fire. |
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On one of our canoeing trips around the lake Graham found this rock situated a good distance off shore. He successfully jumped to the rock and back without getting wet. |
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I was pretty impressed so we returned with a camera and he made the jump again.
It doesn't look that far in two of these pictures because the high ground makes it look closer but if you look at the top picture, you get a better idea of just how far it really was. |
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It was an important marker for Graham. He tried several more adventurous things while we were at the lake.
One morning Graham got up early and left camp heading to the beach. Marilyn and I were in the middle of making breakfast but we followed him quietly to see where he was going.
He walked out on the wharf where he and Matthew had a raft tied by an old rope to the end of the dock. As we watched from behind the bushes, Graham set about getting the raft as far away from the dock as the rope would allow.
Standing on the raft, he would pull it in and then push off hard and grab a long stick and push at the wharf with it. The problem was that by the time he picked up the stick he was already almost too far for the stick to reach and so he would wobble on the edge, leaning out over the water, as he tried to push that extra little bit that would get him out to the end of the rope. |
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Graham took swimming lessons but, like his father, gains confidence slowly over time, at his own pace. This was the first time he had been on water that was over his head without a life jacket and Marilyn was very nervous watching him doing this pushing, balancing act. At one point the stick he was pushing with slipped off the wharf and he started to fall face first into the water. Marilyn gasped and I lurched forward but Graham, in an amazing bit of arm waving gymnastics managed to catch himself and prevent a belly flop into the water. |
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He turned around at that point and sat down to enjoy the scenery.
It reinforced for me the axiom that a close call is the best education.
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On our canoe trip up Gray lake we saw a family of mergansers, two otters and not one fish! |
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