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46″ pike… Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness
I’m a thrill seeker in the outdoor arena. Adventure stirs and wakens brain cells my teachers thought were missing. It’s not enough for me to to read adventure stories and fantasize surviving the “call of the wild” lifestyle. I want to live it and tell the stories. I love to take people with me and share the adventures as well. As competitive as I am I feel a greater glory when someone else catches the monster fish, takes a great picture of a cow moose with her calves, or gets to chase the bear away from the campsite. Raw rugged adventure… and it’s great! So let me build a case for seeking an outdoor adventure.
I realized early on that everyone’s quest in the wilderness was often quite different. Some wanted to see as much country as possible while others wanted a nice view and contemplation time, from spiritual revival to competitive fishing. Individual quests often form as the trip progresses.
Some gain what they don’t seek.
Self confidence, outdoor chef training, muscles, a reality check and our smallness in an indifferent environment take some by surprise. Perfect weather and no mosquitoes can become a killer storm and black fly hell in a matter of minutes. I have concluded one must die to become one with nature (dust to dust). Black bear often feel entitled to your camp food and may invite themselves at any time, so I always build a stash of throwable rocks by my tent entrance. No trip is even close to predictable…therefore…it’s an adventure! Why would anyone not do this?
So why go to all the work of having a wilderness adventure?
I realize some people have their adventures in the mall looking for deals, while others sense of adventure is on par with going to the other end of the hall for ice. The answer for me is a compilation of many things. I want to know myself when all pretense is stripped away, I want to know my creator and experience His living artwork, I am a bit of an adrenaline junkie (high on the Richter scale), and I love $100 plates of food (trust me you would pay it) at the end of the day around the campfire.
Bottom line: These kind of adventures began to morph the boy into a man of character and a girl into a woman who can hold her own anywhere.
Another Bottom line: Honesty and reality happen.
That lake (15 portages and 35 miles in) you wanted to get to? No short cuts, or any other way to get there; you have to do the work to get to those lake trout. Forgot your matches? Oh well! Weatherman said five days no rain? So much for sleeping under the stars (it’s you and a zillion mosquitoes under the same canoe). You thought God was magically encountered in nature? Guess again…God is a person and not a rock, tree, beaver, or storm (a very good place to see his art work and experience Him in person however).
Bonds: A worthwhile quest
While nature works through a balance of give and take, people work better through relational bonds.
I’ve watch the father-son, husband-wife, family bonds grow. Poor relationships, selfish behavior, and personal discomfort bring out the worst and best in people. When the storm hits, when the wind blows high waves, when the bear walks into camp, people tend to work together.
There is plenty of talk time in the wilderness. plenty of bonding time for your relationships to grow.
Sitting around the camp fire one evening a teenager shared how she had met with God while sitting on a rock looking over the lake. She had never talked with God informally(and out loud) before. Another teen talked about getting to know his dad “I didn’t know my dad was so cool”! A dad gave his son a hug and said “son I’ve been protecting you too much, you are carrying the canoe tomorrow!”
I leave you with one more reason for taking a wilderness adventure…
Five minute exposure from an island in crooked lake BWCAW
Gary D
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This reminded me of a wonderful Canada trip I took with about eight guys a couple of years ago. It was well worth the inconveniences. Of course, it wasn’t quite as rough as the ones you describe, but it was out in the middle of nowhere and it was hours away from any medical treatment or hospitals. The fishing was amazing.
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I love those kind of trips as well Wayne. The risk is worth the rewards in my book. The fish biting well is icing on the cake and usually there is a lot of icing!
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You certainly make a case here for outdoor adventure!!! I enjoyed reading this…:)
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Super Linda…just read the fine print before going…lol
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I wish I can be as adventurous as you are. 🙈😁
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This might be one of those “Be careful what you wish for” Mercy
I have not figured out what drives one to adventure. Figure out what a “Mercy Adventure” might look like and go for it. I kind of started young. I drove 80 miles into Canada before I actually got a drivers license at 15.and camped for a week with some others. And, yes, Mom and Dad found out I drove and didn’t get checked at the border either way.
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Smiles. I will note that. 😁
I’m still yet to figure this out. I am more tending to want to enjoy the quiet moments more.
Wow and wow again. 😁
I can only imagine what went down after they found out. 😂
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VERY cool! Gonna steal this for my Saturday blog, as I am having a hard time putting together either a prophecy, news events, or philosophy blog and wanted to save my New England Boiled Dinner for Monday’s Intermezzo blog.
You are loved and prayed for, Gary.
c.a.
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Thanks, go for it…I see you did.
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Reblogged this on capost2k.
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Oops, had to delete it, but will repost it on Saturday, my usual “blog day.” Got it saved and may do some minor format editing. 😉
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Use it as you need to
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Amen! The beauty and solitude found in the wilderness is where the ‘thin place’ between this world and the next draw close, and we catch a glimpse of eternity.
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I have often thought that and the subject has had many campfire discussions including remarks “If a tree fell on us right now it would fix this discussion”
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If a tree fell on us right now brother, because of Him, we’d know the answers to all future discussions 🙂
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I can only imagine what it would be like to have a bear walk into camp. I am familiar with how a storm can blow in and ruin a very good camping trip.
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Wayne, I think I have thrown rocks at 9 different bear in camp. Rolling rocks between their legs spooks them usually.
The old slingshot and rock works really well also. They mostly come in at night and are quieter than coons until they start ripping up a pack or crunching a tackle box (yearlings act like pup chewing on everything)
I usually make a pile of rocks by the tent in case of bear.
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You must have nerves of steel my friend!
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Ha, that’s a nice way of saying “your self preservation instincts are missing”. ( I have come to believe they are missing).
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LOL, that’s not what I was saying.
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