My gf n I where spending a few moments overlooking Kawishiwi Falls this weekend.  We took a plastic tarp so we could sit and enjoy the view of the Falls running freely in the main Fall, and watch the water flow under the ice in the smaller Falls.  A fly landed on my hand for but a brief moment, and then lazily flew away.  Sam cook wrote about a similar experience in his book "Up North" in the first chapter called "Catepillar Nap".

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