My trusty pal and I both work for the man, however, for three to five days each year, we are self-employed BWCA voyageurs with a thirst for solitude and hungry walleyes. Each year we look forward to our BWCA trip with the same amount of anticipation that a puppy would feel with a treat placed on his nose. The trip brings us back to Ely (where we both attended college), allows our spirits to reconnect with the natural world and also feeds our borderline unhealthy fishing habit.