You are the secret weapon of a Pathfinder Spring, Summer, and Fall. There is more to you than hauling slop buckets, compost and recycling. Your speed is relentless, tossing un-asked for waves in the direction of all FTOW-ers. Once scrubbed, sprayed and filled with gas you open the door to new and refined opportunities - transporting duffles, trunks and bikes, hauling chip, evening floats with Muskoka chairs for elite guests, and shuttling little humans sitting cross-legged and toward the back please, please scootch toward the back!
You have a need for speed. Your competitive spirit makes you a top contender in any event. Despite your self-acclaimed identity as a race boat, you still keep your fans happy by escorting them on canoe trips every so often. While you prefer 2 racers, carrying some Crees on their 7-day is great too - just don't let them put a daydreamer in your bow, you can't sacrifice a broken rib days before the Joe.
You better be wearing your bathing suit and pfd when you take me out for a "paddle." Don't let my adorable size and precious sky blue paint job trick you, you are in for a quick dumping preeetty much right off the edge of the dock if you aren't 110% focused. Maybe this is why kids like me so much, no one calls you out for dumping on purpose when your riding around in me. And that's not the only time you'll see me without a paddler....keep one eye open when you see me on the horizon.
Built on Pathfinder Island, the first of your name, you are Dave Statten's first CPI original. Each tack nailed in flawlessly. Your first coat of red paint has yet to grace the waters of Algonquin. Perfectly pristine, without a scar from a painted rock or an oddly shaped patch. You will be fresh pickings for headmen scheming to win the Guide's Races and Joe Lightning. The world is your oyster little canoe, enjoy it.
Gungho and wild with a hard exterior, you are immune to pain, never say never, and are always the first in battle because you know you will come out the other end stronger and wiser - even being wrapped around a rock doesn't phase or break you. People who need you are committed to carrying you along with them, despite your hefty stature and heavy back breaking weight - they need you buddy, you are resilient.