D10

D10
More ‘tajin. 2 k of punishment in boggy quagmires, up to our knees in places. Labrador tea is ripping my shins apart. The children portage like machines. We paddle hard and sun shines consistently for the first time in 10 days. We reach Pékans, and it is spectacular. White foam plunges through a narrow canyoneand pounds the granite walls, spraying us from a distance. A small percentage of Canadians ever get to see this, these kids are lucky.