There once was a man named Bo
Who has traveled the park to and fro
The only thing missing todate
Is travelling from the last gate

His knowledge of lakes and streams
On AA has stirred a few dreams
But Ice out is soon to appear
and then the lakes will be clear

This year will see Bo do fifteen
and surely he sense will be keen
And where he will happen to camp
It's hopefull the night won't be damp

Clear skies and a nice gentle breeze
We ask Mother Nature to sneeze
With pack and canoe he will go
As soon as there isn't no snow

Rac n

I see the poetry gene pool in our family is part of you too, but only to a miniscule extent!!!

Not bad of an effort, but I wouldn't vote for it in BBD's upcoming Poetry Contest! LOL

Bo

Racoon:

Here's a small example of what IS in the gene pool!!!

ODE TO CISCO BAY

Three times I tried to no avail
To pitch my tent in Cisco Bay
But next year 'round the first of May
I'll try again and will not fail

For in the wind and blistery gale
I portaged o'er a winding trail
To come out much to my dismay
A good three miles from Cisco Bay

And in the snow I nearly froze
My hands and feet and all ten toes
To come up short, two miles away
From trout-rich shores of Cisco Bay

And in the heat, I did my best
To conquer this enormous test
But in the end, guess you could say
I failed the trip to Cisco Bay

But next year I will try once more
To reach the pristine rugged shore
Of Cisco Bay on Dickson Lake
And hope the hell there's no earthquake


And this is all based on a true story of the first few times I tried to reach Cisco Bay on Dickson Lake.


Bo

nice ones....someone sure misses Dickson Lake!

Markus
Etobicoke, Onterry-airy-airy-Ohhh!