Not once had I been canoeing before. My first time out was an eight mile trip downriver, with a thirty-minute pause on an island to do some writing. There were some bumps along the way, getting caught on rocks and currents—not to mention my friend and I weren’t strong enough to fight back against the wind. Continue reading “Canoeing on the Lamoille River”
The answer: No.
But what if you were thrown into a hypothetical scenario in college for an entire semester where a plane crashed in the ocean and you and the members of your class had to build a new community from scratch? Then what would you do? Continue reading “Have You Ever Wanted to Be Stuck on an Island?”