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Somewhere in Quetico...
Everyone must believe in something. I believe I'll go canoeing.
Henry David Thoreau
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I know now as men accept the time clock of the wilderness, their lives become entirely different. It is one of the great compensations of primitive experience, and when one finally reaches the point where days are governed by daylight and dark...where one eats if hungry and sleeps when tired... when one finally arrives at the point where schedules are forgotten... and becomes completely immersed in the ancient rhythms, then one begins to live.
Sigurd F. Olsen