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Rimming and 69ing in the forests of 1793 Canada. I'm not really convinced.

Christian chewed on a piece of pemmican and Simon felt the need to make conversation, even though he was developing a kink in his neck from twisting around to look behind him. “How many hours a day will we paddle?”
“Fourteen.”


I love the stoic Christian already. I guess Simon doesn't share that sentiment. Yet. :-)

“We probably won’t make it.”
“Oh! Goodness. Of course we’ll make it.” Simon smiled, but the nausea had made a bold and unexpected return.
Christian shrugged. “If we don’t, they’ll just send someone else next year in your place.”


Christian sounds like he already buried his fair share of bold Englishmen on that trip, LOL.