Algonquin Park

While back we go to Algonquin Park...We arrived at Whitefish camping grounds this was the group camping grounds. They seperated the family camping from the groups, but they opened the group camping grounds to regular camping when the family grounds got filled up....We set up the camping gear..All stuff had to be emptied out of the "house car" as it was to be driven back to Toronto..so it was dumped..We went about setting up the tents--and even had a food tent. I was to room with the other guys in this tent that already was way to crowded. One of the staff brought along a little pup-tent that he said I could borrow, on the condition that I didn't smoke in the tent or bring any food in the tent as the bears would rip it apart to get at the food...well I assured him that I would not....he allowed me to set the tent up...I brought along my cassette tape recorder and he even lent me tapes that he recorded that were hit tunes...still on the chum charts..cool..I was all set..We had a very good spot..right on river..we had a canoe that was attached to the "house stationwagon" that was put by the river, and yes the rules were that we had to have life jackets for everyone that went into the canoe..So all was done...now what...hmm....now what...hmm now what....damn first time camping and it was so dang boring..We were told that we were to go play...play..play what..where? There was no structure at the camp. They said well go canoeing...We three of us the next day set out on a canoe outing..the damn river was full of weeds and trees and there branches..we kept getting stuck...so one of us would have to get out and jump in the water to pull us free...after getting stuck so many times the adventure got stale --but quick...oh damn we got stuck again...This time it was my turn to pull us free...I jumped in and pushed the canoe free...steered the canoe down another path...hey btw anyone know where the hell the camp site was....hmm, a new problem --I think we went down so many feeder rivers and cut offs we were slightly lost...looking for familier sites were started to paddle...and got stuck so often that I just stayed in the water and pulled us free when we got stuck again...whew a familer landmark...so I pulled myself into the canoe and saw this long black mark on my leg...OH SHIT IT WASN'T A PIECE OF RIVER CRAP..IT WAS ALIVE...I saw blood at one end of the thing...one of the guys said its a leech man..pull it off before it fully sets itself into you ....A leech...Shit ...what the hell..why is it attaching itself to me..? He laughed and said thats what they do..they suck your blood...DAMN as I pulled on this thing...it stuck to my leg...I pulled harder it stretched three fold......finally it gave..and I tossed it back into the water..Well thats the last time I go in this water...