It's not like I'm opposed to it
Just leaving has its price
Your mother's dying wish to me
Was raise these children right
So, Deborah, and Joshua, and Abigail
We'll go

A wounded knee and a worn-torn dream
Have often challenged me
So, children dear, go pack your things
Tomorrow morn we'll leave
For liberty, towards charity
And for mother dear we'll go

Children, come follow me
We'll run across this pier
Secretly we'll hide and we'll stowaway in here
It's time to leave everything we've ever loved before
But if the bobby comes aboard, we may never see New York

The crimson shade of the evening hill
Protect us, happy few
So close your eyes and dream sweet dreams
We'll land in three short weeks

Now Abigail, please dry your eyes or your fever will rise
Don't cry, don't cry!

Children, come follow me, we'll toss her overboard
Abigal is home in the heavens with the Lord
We're eight days from happiness
And eight days isn't long
Gather round the latern, we'll sing a happy song

We'll sing
Lie, lie, lie ,lie ,lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie lie, lie lie, lie
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canoecarver19, thanks, I may have to try that, I am already experiencing problems with the fiberglass.

Chacote Outdoor Recreation

3y↑2

Art that floats, No man lives that has not wanted to attempt this at some point in their life, and you have done it, and with that comes the hard won knowledge of experience that will make further attempts benefit, When this is completed you will have something that shines and will shine long after we are just memory, this is an adventure tool, it is the kind of thing that makes all other things just things. This is something special, even the oar is a product of sweat and ingenuity forced into being by the raw will and determination of a man, and that cant be purchased, it can only be truly possessed by the one that made it and appreciated by those that have attempted it. What was only wood is now the product of a mans desire to shape it into a tool for the purpose of navigating the world he inhabits, and with it the spirit of all those who have done so since the dawn of time itself., and they are smiling and cheering from behind the thin veil that separates us for the short time we have.

Frontier Quest

3y↑1

Thank you sir! it is a lot of work, but worth it!

Nathan Jeffery

I've been reading the journal of Nicholas Cresswell 1774-1781, and they go down the Ohio River in dugout canoes. They were 30 foot long and 20 inches wide made of walnut. It's a really neat journal and I'd recommend it. Made me watch your video to see yours again. Were you able to save it? Great work on it too!

Nathan Jeffery

2y↑1

@Frontier Quest That's too bad. It would be hard to find a tree big enough up here. If i make a canoe i probably won't have time for something historically accurate so it'll be a cedar strip canoe like my dad and two brothers. probably the closest I'll get. :) We were just in the boundary waters and i took a few clips of canoeing so I'll post them soon..

Frontier Quest

Nathan Jeffery, I have read Cresswell's journal as well, I don't think I'm going to be able to salvage the dugout, as it would cost me several hundred dollars,...I did not do enough research in the beginning on how to properly maintain and store it, such as keeping it submerged in water (which I have no place to do such) so I decided to take an old, modern, canoe that I have, and fix it up to resemble a birch bark canoe, for now...maybe later I may tackle another dugout knowing what I know now, Lol.