The sharp tip of the Grumman dug deeper into my shoulder. Maddy let out a groan from behind, I knew she was in just as much pain. This two-kilometer portage was a killer.
The Grumman crashed to the ground. “You whore! You’re killing me!” I screamed at the canoe. “Fuck you!” bellowed Maddy, whilst kicking the it, in doing so letting a loud cry as her toes collided with the steel.
We stood for several minutes, catching our breath until we finally gathered the strength to lift the canoe once more on our shoulders and continued along the endless road.