I remember coming down Quetico Lk heading out on a misty morning. I could hear loud voices and the "drumming" of canoe paddles against aluminum hulls before I could see the paddlers  ;) ;D

It was a youth group. When they saw me the asked if I had seen much wildlife? I said yes but you needed to be quiet as you travel.
They looked at me like I was from another world.  ;D ;D