During the summer between junior and senior year we took a school sponsored excursion for 2 weeks of canoeing on the Minnesota – Canada border, The Boundary waters as they are called. The trip with school was alright but it was kind of hard to party much because there were always other people around. During that trip my friends and I decided that we would return the following year on our own when most of us would be 18 and our friend, Chris, would be 19 Â and we could rent the canoes and equipment ourselves.
You weren’t allowed to cross into Canada and spend the night, but that was exactly what we were planning on doing. We brought with us a half-pound of marijuana, but we were going to want some beers around the campfire as well. You had to paddle quite a few miles but you could cross into Canada where the drinking age was only 19 so that is what we did on our 2nd day in the wilderness. We bought 12 cases of beer on that first excursion and the next 2 weeks were filled with paddling, portaging, and partying.
The water you were paddling in was also your drinking, cooking, and bathing water but I don’t know if they still do that today. I also wonder if after 9/11 you can still cross back and forth between the U.S. and Canada.
In some ways, this was almost saying goodbye to the group of people that I grew up partying with. These were the people I smoked weed with almost every day for the last 5 or 6 years. Now some of them would go to college, some would now get married and after this things would probably never be the same again. The memories of this trip are some of my most cherished memories.
The Boundary Waters