I was always drawn to the fisher maps my dad had in his workshop from the fifties. He never took me paddling, but gave me plenty of other outdoor xperiances... mostly hunting. In my early twenties I got a bug up my butt and in my usuall go all out way, I bought canoes, tents,packs and "all the stuff I'd need" to outfit groups of eight. I think back then you could bring in ten people. So I spent the better part of the next three years doing five to eight day trips bringing in mostly church groups... I had an in with a camp director. Then I got bored bringing in groups so I started going up to what is now Atikaki in Manitoba... Just me and my dog. I still outfitted groups until I met the gal I eventually married and felt I had to get a rea job. I still took groups up for years... Smaller groups. Until my divorce and I then spent almost twenty years working the soft water months building fireplaces and chimneys. Then I got reintroduced back to the B Dub and I was hooked again. Soon after my son told me about Woodland Caribou... I researched it and read Marten's, Jimbo's and others accounts and I was going. My son and I had an awesome magical time and I've been there twice since... The latest was a twenty six day trip. I've been doing plenty of the B Dub too and did a forty day trip there this fall. I'm going to work a lot this year but plan to go back up to WCPP this fall. The funny thing is I've never spent any time in Quetico... I think I'll give er a shot next year. One of my favorite things besides my solo's is the group solo's with the awesome people I've met along the way.