I’ll take the last question first: my dear old Dad set me on the path I’ve been traveling.  Beginning in the early 60's with squirrel hunting in SW Wisconsin, then deer-hunting in Wisconsin’s sand counties and then fishing/camping north of Eagle River, he instilled in me a lifelong passion for wild country that is as strong today as ever. At 60, my chest still gets "tight" with excitement when I look over maps and begin plotting the next trip.

I found “canoe country” over 25 years ago, shortly after moving to Minnesota after living and working in the western US.  At that time, canoe country brought back memories of the northern Wisconsin of my youth in the 50’s.  Now I keep going further north to experience wilderness: for its sublime beauty and solitude.  First, it was the BWCA, then the QP, now it’s Woodland Caribou and Wabikimi.  It’s a predictable and maybe even a common path.  Next -- who knows!

prouboy