Sometimes Nature takes a more active hand in the life cycle of a forest. Discovering a blowdown while paddling along the shore can be quite startling. It always makes me pause and consider how the force of wind can so easily decimate something so immense.
A half hour down the lake, and you’re back to paddling along an unspoiled old growth forest. This diversity is one of the things I love about Quetico.
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Posted by brenda estill on August 16, 2013 at 6:10 pm
I remember this place!