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They did not have one thing dry to put on, but I had a pair of blue sergepants and a pair of brigs. I gave these to the men. After so long, wefinally got home.One year I leaved home fer the woods on the 7th day of May and didn'tcome home again until the 17th day of December. That time, I had tocome down from Frederickton be meself in a row punt.I can also mind one time when I leaved to row up to Lewisporte withUncle Si. We was on our way up fer the 'drive'. It was the first part ofMay. By the time we reached Michael's Harbour the wind was breezin'. Itwas too hard to row as far as Lewisporte that night, so we hauled up ourpunt on a grassy bank. We took the tauts out of her and turned her over.We put on our long rubber coats, got something to eat and crawled upunder her fer the night. When it got light, there was about three inches ofsnow on the boat!These are not the only stories that can be told about travel to and from thelumber woods, but is gives us an idea about how tough travel used to be!The Lumber WoodsBy Colette WellsThe work was hard,The food was rough,We put in long hoursAnd the going was toughNo chainsaws then, no hot bathsThem times are all gone nowAll part of the past.Questions to think and write about:1. How did most people travel to and from the lumber woods?