Four days, three nights in the Boundary Waters. Another adventure begins...
Rock's boss picked out the trail we're on. It was a gorgeous trail, except the portages were the rockiest, most slanted trails I've ever seen. Picture walking up the rocks at Devil's Lake, except with a canoe balanced on your shoulders.
Rock and I in one canoe, we're probably the best paddlers in Minnesota, maybe Canada.
After a 30 minutes hail storm, we needed a lil' something, something to raise our spirits... Not in the photo are Soozy and Noland, who are scouting out the island to see if there's a trail. This is when they got the nicknames of "Camp Counselors," since I'm pretty sure we'd never have made it to our first campsite without them.
Four days, three nights in the Boundary Waters. Another adventure begins...
Rock's boss picked out the trail we're on. It was a gorgeous trail, except the portages were the rockiest, most slanted trails I've ever seen. Picture walking up the rocks at Devil's Lake, except with a canoe balanced on your shoulders. 
Rock and I in one canoe, we're probably the best paddlers in Minnesota, maybe Canada.
After a 30 minutes hail storm, we needed a lil' something, something to raise our spirits... Not in the photo are Soozy and Noland, who are scouting out the island to see if there's a trail. This is when they got the nicknames of "Camp Counselors," since I'm pretty sure we'd never have made it to our first campsite without them.
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