If so how? We camp with others that I would love to share my faith with. What are some ideas you have used to do this

If you pray for an open door often it will be there. When it is there sometimes you just gotta let the badger out of the den (Rom 1:16-17).

I'll keep praying :)

I have been part of a father son wild game feed for 17 years now and we use wild game of all kinds, bring in a speaker that knows how to share to gospel and give an invite,door prizes,and two weeks later do follow up with those that sign a commitment card.
Has been working great.

Wow, haven't checked in for a while and I wondered for a while if anyone would notice we're here. Thanks for coming!

My introduction to the BWCA was sponsored by a church. The group was a mixed bag of faith, but an honest bag of faith. It was like getting out under that big blue sky on the water or under a star lit night with a campfire our souls opened up. So, when I was a youth pastor for a while I just had to plan a canoe trip. That was 20 years ago and all those kids scattered around the country. One of those guys went to West Point and then to Iraq and found me over Christmas (he's now in the Carolinas and I'm in Minnesota) and talked of his experiences. His company in Iraq was written about in a book called "the Warrior King". He looked at me after twenty years and said, "I wish we could all get together in the BWCA again." He was one of those guys God spoke to through the wilderness.

My last trip to the BWCA with a group of guys included myself, another believer, an agnostic, and a guy who believed but had lost faith. The agnostic (my wife's boss) had comment how she and I seemed so at peace and happy in our relationship, she told him it was God, and he of course looked to many other things for answers. Even though I had mentioned God and talked about Him all week I finally got a chance to show that prayer works on our trip.
Here's how: We were doing the portage between Oyster and Hustler. One mile and part of it was flooded. I was the only person that brought a watch, mainly as an alarm for our last morning. Being that the portage was a mile I told the guys that I would take the canoe and a pack and walk all the way across, and another guy would do the same. The other two guys would take my watch, and carry what packs they could and walk half way across, about 15 minutes, drop the packs and go back for the others. Then we would walk back and get the packs they dropped. I finished the portage and started back for the packs when I met the other guys. They had lost my watch it had slipped off his wrist somewhere along the way!
So I told them not to worry, The Good Lord would help me find my watch and I started back to get the pack, praying all the way that God would help me find it. All along the passage back I looked with no result! I loaded up the last pack and started back still praying. About halfway across the flooded part of the trail I look down to my left and see the end of the wrap band of my Timex watch about an inch under the water in about 5 inches of water. Prayer answered!!
When I got back, they could not believe I had found my watch and how I found it. However, I was insistent it was not luck, but rather prayer and faith that helped me to look down at that moment and recognize what I saw as the tip of my watch band and not a leaf in the water.

Since that time the only person now who is not strong in the faith again is the agnostic. I keep praying for him too!

Bruce

My first guiding experience was with Camp Vermilion, a Lutheran Bible Camp on Lake Vermilion. Being in that position made sharing your faith easy. Without that framework - it has definietly been harder.

For a number of years, I was part of a minimalist bush group (out for two weeks with a scrap of tarp, blanket, and jackknife). Three of us were believers. Others were not and did not want to hear about it.

All of my trips in the last few years have been family or close friends so while there has been a lot of fellowship, there has been no sharing. Other canoers are not really that happy to see you.

This is something that has changed over the years. I remember ten day canoe trips when I was very young where we would stop and camp on the same site with another party - totally unknown to us - because neither group had seen anyone else for several days. It was not unknown to go for a week without seeing another canoe.