"Where do you think you're going?" His father's voice still rang in Blake's ears as he helped Adam get the canoe out into the water. The voice pierced his psyche. It wasn't that his father was too hard on him. His old man was always looking after for Blake, making sure his boy was growing up strong, healthy, and smart. What really troubled Blake about this question was he really did not have an answer.

"Why am I taking this trip?" he thought to himself. He looked at his friends, all anxious to start heading downstream. As soon as he proposed the idea of taking this long trip, they were all for it just like any good friends ought to be. Whether they were up for any kind of adventure or they had individual desires, Blake did not know.