Not quite Avalon:
But the mists part for me:
Northern view from our dining hall:
Eastern view from the dining hall (looking out over our kitchen):
View from our back yard:
Lovely little bog we toured thanks to my stellar navigational abilities:
Merrily steering us deeper into the bog:
(for the second time!)
Big Porcupine colours:
The sun sets on Camp Dragon:
Swift as a silver fish...
(canoe of ultra-light kevlar...)
Thy mighty waterways carry us forth...
and rocky shore...
(You know the rest.)
Cheers to my fabulous trip partner Samantha, and to my father, who taught me that it's worth it.