Artist in Residence at Quetico Provincial Park
In August of 2007 watercolor artist Geri Schrab spent two weeks living her passion in Quetico Provincial Park as part of the new Artist in Residence program. Schrab was the second …
In August of 2007 watercolor artist Geri Schrab spent two weeks living her passion in Quetico Provincial Park as part of the new Artist in Residence program. Schrab was the second …
Jack Rajala has spent most of his life in the forest. He is well known in Minnesota forestry circles as an advocate for white pine restoration and as part of Rajala …
The Spring 2008 Issue of Wilderness News is online and in the mail, download a PDF HERE > Highlights include: Sunnier Days on …
By Charlie Mahler Here’s a Boundary Waters route I’ll bet you haven’t paddled: East out of Snowbank Lake to Disappointment Lake through Muzzle Lake to Thomas and Frazier Lakes. It’s a …
By Laura Puckett, Wilderness News Contributor Paddling through the Crown lands of western Ontario the last thing a traveler expects to see is a castle, but there it sits on the …
These days, the pace in the Boundary Waters and Quetico is fairly slow. It’s a place of leisure, by and large, for today’s visitors. But for Ely’s Don Beland and Atikokan’s …
When two paddles dip and swing in unison, their blades pushing the water, cutting through the air, droplets trickling in an arch as they return for another stroke, the movement of …
This is a place one is more likely to come across a woodland caribou, or hear the cry of a wolf than encounter humankind. It is an ancient, weathered landscape of haunting physical solitude and spiritual solace. A sojourn to the hinterlands of Woodland Caribou is a voyage through time. By canoe, one can follow the waterways of the Ojibway and journey past images of animals and shamans painted on stone.
Just an easy paddle from the Sawbill Landing you may find one of the Boundary Waters’ hidden mysteries. Dolmen stones are usually a natural boulder supported by “peg” stones. They are …
A Canoe of Wood From the deep north words I come. From the tall cedars and spruce old as time my ribs are bent. From the peaceful land of Hiawatha I …
By Bob Olson; 1974 Photo by Al Cooper Grey with age, flanked by a granite chimney, nestled in the woods beside a great moss and lichen covered boulder, the little cabin …