Well said Bob, I agree. I stopped at this seldom used campsite on the Marshall Lake route in northern Ontario for lunch, which iirc was some instant potatoes and a left over piece of walleye. Very memorable moment from a great trip.There is something that feeds the soul as well as the body sitting in the back country with a good cup of coffee and some warm bannock or cornbread … honey melting in … looking out over a lake. My sore muscles and hungry belly seem to speak to me … yup, this just feels right.
Thanks for bringing back such fond memories.