The Cliffs of Kekekabic, Part Three: Blowdown and Beyond

November 2, 2006

We were up at dawn. The morning light was metallic on the water and it was very quiet. The day had been planned as one of our biggest days in terms of miles to travel and, as a result of the previous day’s wind, we had even further to go than originally intended. We would [...]

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The Cliffs of Kekekabic, Part Two: Impediments and Improvisation

October 11, 2006

When we woke up in the morning, it was not the 70 degrees and sunny Rosie had hoped for as we fell asleep the night before, but it also wasn’t raining (as it had off-and-on during the night) and we were content just to be able to make and eat our breakfast on a fine [...]

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The Cliffs of Kekekabic, Part One: Commencement

October 3, 2006

The sound of the boat motor quickly faded into nothing and Rosie and I were finally surrounded by the silence of canoe country. A silence of wind rushing through pines, of water lapping against rock. Of little else. We were standing at the end of Indian Portage, a five rod carry from Sucker Lake, in [...]

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The Cliffs of Kekekabic, Prologue: From Planning to the First Portage

October 2, 2006

It began with the dates, the recognition of a week-long window in a busy fall schedule. It would be later in the season than Rosie and I had gone before, opening up possibilities of seeing normally busy areas in a quieter time and a beautiful piece of woods near the height of fall colors, but [...]

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One and the same

September 19, 2006

In a few days we’ll be in the Boundary Waters and all this will be distant, more distant than memory, more distant than the city, as distant as a rocky glaciated shoreline is from a microchip. I think of those shorelines often. From the rocks at the waterline up into the thick forest that rarely [...]

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Endeavor in Documentary Filmmaking

January 13, 2006

This is some video I took with our digital camera while we were staying on Lake Insula in the Boundary Waters last spring. We’d been there for a few days and I think I for one was getting a little loopy. And no, that’s not how I usually talk.

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