Algonquin Park--continued

Yuk..why the hell would God ever create leeches..it was almost as bad as all the frigging mosquitoes that keep us in the tents by nightfall..As if that wasn't bad enough I learnt that even the flies bite...black frigging flies...oh damn I now new how the lady on green acres must have felt...give me Toronto anytime...Well meanwhile back in the canoe we were heading back to the camp site, well so we thought....Till we came to a deep end..and got stuck again...I said I am not getting out of this frigging canoe into that leech infested water again....so we all took the paddles and grabbed the tree branches to get free...it took more effort but at least we didn't have to venture into the water again....finally on our way again...I felt some dirt ineptness my big toe and my other toe..so I brushed the guck away..it was stuck on..shit..I thought I will have to find some showers around here...so after another wrong turn...the guck seemed to be collecting dirt as it was getting bigger...what the hell..I thought...I stopped paddling and put my feet up on the cross members of the canoe with the intent to get this scumy dirt out from inbetween my toes...DAMN.....DAMN...I SCREAMED...DAMN...the bulge between my toes was another leech..it was getting fatter feeding off my blood...How the hell do I pull this thing off.. it was stuck on like glue..and everytime I pulled it would settle in deeper...was this a joke or something...the guys in the canoe were now laughing as they watched me struggle and have an one on one fight of tug of war with this damn leech...I yelled what the frig are you guys laughing at...get this thing off of me...and the more I got all freaked out..the more they laughed..til I also joined in laughing.not out of humor but out of hysteria..but stopped short as we nearned the camp..and yelled at the guy steering to get us in without getting caught in the weeds again..and again...now seeing that I was almost ashore...I was getting really hyper as this alien was sucking the life out of me...I knew that He had to go as we approached the camp..Kathy was yelling at us for not having our life jackets on..damn she was correct but she sure was forward for being a student observer..she even snitched on us..and keep harping about the fact tha we didn't have life jackets on..I said excuse me but I have a more pressing concern right now...., I informed her of the leech..and she said so what ..don't be so dramatic it wasn't going to kill ya..well easy to say when its not on your foot...We tried to pour salt on it...it moved but didn't let go...so one of the guys lite a match and then blew it out..and touched it to the creature..oh that worked..it moved more..so I grabbed the pack of matches now that I knew I had him...I keep touching the leech..after three matches he finally let go....one of the guys stepped on it..and it spewed out all red...thats my blood you son of a bitch....as I grabbed my shoes and proceeded to get the living blood out of the leech...Once the leech was mixed into the soil with nothing left 0f it....Kathy was still rating us out to the staff...she said that we should be put on camp restriction..I said yeah whatever..as if I am going out into the scumy river infected water again...The only one activity and now the canoe stood dry..as no one wanted to go out in the canoe just to get stuck in the weeds...oh and of course no one went swimming in the river again either..oh boy what fun we were having.....