OS  Hey Ho 40 way to go!  Keep up on the glucosamine and chondroitin before the second knee limits you.  Quetico is waiting for you again   My first trip was back in 1987 with my cousin Roger.  Up through Moose, Newfoundland, Sucker to PP.  Into Basswood riding fast with a tailwind out of the south we rigged up a spinnaker out of the rain fly and two paddles.  Made 7.5 miles in an hour, camped on White island and had every storm come directly over our site.  Had to dig a sluice around the tent to keep dry.  Big northern and fiesty smallies that flexed in our hands.  Way too much whiskey and Yukon Jack than two people should have carried and consumed. Waking up on Burke lake quietly watching our island neighbor hanging out something to dry on a line wearing only a sweater on top and cute naked little buns glowing in the morning sunlight.  Damn I was hooked alright.   Oatmeal never tasted soo goood.  Paddling out across Bayley bay through a downpour drinking Canadian Club and singing the theme song to Gilligan's Island.  Named our canoe The S.S. Minnow and getting a quick tow back to the landing at Moose lake.  Finally taking a shower back at Doug Johnson's on White Iron lake and passing out from exhaustion under the warm clean water.  Next trip was already in the planning stage on the ride back.  Did I leave any thing out?   Marc