The Light Grumman  I'm in the Big Resort Area on Trout Lake with my friends Kevin Simpson, Tom Napper, and Tim and Niles Zelling. We have three canoes. One of these is a kayak that has a hole to sit in and a hole in front of that. I'm wearing black flippers on my feet. I sit in the kayak and it sinks. I swim with the kayak. We all gather in the water, holding onto a big steel pillar. This is our last portage, and then we're home free on Eagle Lake. We're going to have a difficult portage with three canoes. A person may have to carry a canoe and a pack. Kevin says he's going to take the 17-foot lightweight canoe, so I'm taking the kayak, but then I'm taking the Grumman. I put on several life jackets to pad my shoulders on the portage. I take the Grumman and go. I feel no pain. I walk fast, and a long ways without stopping. The Grumman feels light. I talk to the other people portaging, encouraging them and checking to see that they're okay. I'm strong, and I move deftly. I'm on the trail. I'm then on stairs, which I scamper down like I have no load at all. I go through doors, carrying the canoe is no problem.