Seagull Outfitters Paddler’s Tales


By: Dan Knutson

The Ojibway word for Kawnipi is calling my name.
To leave the constrains of life that make me insane.

Her expansive bays becon me to explore.
Just be still thy big waters I implore.

Lurking within her dark waters
are large eyes.

Waiting for just the right flutter
of my lure passing by.

Three years it has been
since last I was there.

Too long it has been
to be without a care.

To the north we will go
with our Bell Northwinds in tow.

Past loons I don’t want to bother.
And around mighty falls we will race.

Just be still thy big waters.
I will leave thee without a trace.

Paddler’s Tales