We just got back from a 5 day camping trip in the Boundary Waters. Out in the wilderness with friends, drinking water from the lake, listening to water rush down rapids and crash over falls, with loons singing us to sleep at night, paddling more miles than I knew I was capable of, carrying a pack that weighed nearly as much as I did over more than one portage where mosquitos wanted my blood, and being baked like an apple pie out in the sun out on the canoe, watching for eagles in the tips of trees, and trying to memorize the shapes of all the huge rocks that looked like geometric teeth leaning out over the water. It was quite the adventure!