MINAKI MAGIC: A love letter to the woods and my friends
May Long has come and gone and the ladies knocked another one out of the park. Knowing it was going to be a long ass day on Friday after work (but all worth it to wake up on the lake) we booked it out of the city at exactly 5:30pm, and hit the road headed to Minaki.
A lake of childhood dreams for me, we got on the water just after 8 and it was so sticky hot that we knew we were in a race to our site before the skies opened above us and let down a world of hurt, or thundershowers - call it what you will.
Minus the inhaling of several hundred bugs between the five of us, we made it to the portage before dark and practically lept across the water to our site where we set up and settled in before the on-again-off-again downpour.
The next three days are a blur of hilarious outbursts, falling out of chairs, cooking meals over fires, drinking semi-cooled beverages and telling stories of the past, the present and the future.
For me, being in the woods is one of the best things you can do for your heart, mind and body. With not clocks to guide you, you sleep, eat and drink when your body tells you to. You absorb so much fresh air you can’t possibly be sad and you are so much yourself - just you, not your clothes, or your reflection in the mirror, or the compliment you got or didn’t get, or the anxiety you felt - you’re just you.
There is absolutely nothing that tops it for me.
And to share it with my near and dear - well, I hope that everyone has something that makes them as happy as camping makes me - and I hope you decide to share it with someone you love. Because it makes it SO much better.
Thanks to my girls for letting me indulge in my love - and for loving it just as much! And if you didn’t make it this year…just know, that you were missed!