This summer I went to Ohog for a couple of days. It was boring because it mostly rained and we had to stay in our tent. And since our tent leaked at all the corners everybody was clustered in the middle.

The first day we had trouble finding dry ground. When we reached Ohog we had to walk on some poles that were sinking in the mud and our shoes got really muddy and really heavy from the weight of the mud. The skies were gray and cloudy which made it a very boring day, but we found things to do to break the boredom like racing, playing 10 (which is a game where some kids are in a little circle and some kids outside the circle try to pull the other kids outside of the circle), playing cards and just walking around the camp. While everybody was playing games some guys and I climbed a really steep hill, and when we reached the top we watched everybody at camp. They looked like little bugs scurrying around from place to place. After the climb I mostly stayed in our tent and sat around and did nothing except wait for the day to end.

The next day we had to wake up at 8:00 a.m. and go to church. We ate breakfast about two and a half hours later after church. While most of the people were eating pancakes a couple of guys and I ate cereal which tasted better than the small paper thin pancakes others ate. After eating breakfast we returned to our tent for pretty much the rest of the day. A lot of other people piled into our tent until there was no more room left. To make matters worse we had to keep our tent flaps open, and since it was really cold inside, I had to stay rolled up in my blanket most of the time. Little kids also kept running in and out of our tent making the place dirty because of all the mud. When we ate we had to get into our assigned groups and wait in a really long line in the rain. Then after eating we would return to our tent. Every time we ate we would have to clean up the tent because some people had left their trash in there and we would get in trouble for the mess if they found it dirty.

On the last day it stopped raining and we had hot dogs, pop and some other things to eat. Then they told us that we were going home so we packed up and piled our things in one spot while some other guys folded the tent that was used as our floor. But we had to leave our tent up because we had to dry it out. When everything was ready we grabbed our gear and headed for the boats. After we climbed in we waited until everybody was ready to leave. I jumped in the boat that Tom Andrew was driving and we were the first ones to depart from Ohog. Since Tom wanted to wait until everybody was ready before we started moving back down river, we circled a couple times then started down. We weren't going very fast when John Andrew and Moe Duny passed us and left us behind. Then they stopped in the distance and we passed them and waved. But they just smiled at us. When we were really far ahead of their boat Tom

decided we'd go back and check on them because their engine hadn't started and they were drifting. While we were approaching them the third Marshall boat passed by, and I yelled out really loud,"We're going back!" When we reached John and Moe we asked them what the problem was. They didn't know, so we drifted with them for about an hour and a half until Tom decided we were going to have to tow them back home. It was slow going and we reached Marshall two hours after the other boat. "The best laid plans... !"

By: Robert Pitka