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We were not alone on our portage
A brood of about 15 Grouse joined us on our portage on Ensign Lake. Not a care in the world. They just clucked and stepped out of the way.
There's always a first one...
Fall colors had not fully come to Quetico's Sunday Lake when I was there in September, but this one lone tree couldn't wait for the others.
There's always a first one...
Fall colors had not fully come to Quetico's Sunday Lake when I was there in September, but this one lone tree couldn't wait for the others.
There's always a first one...
Fall colors had not fully come to Quetico's Sunday Lake when I was there in September, but this one lone tree couldn't wait for the others.
There's always a first one...
Fall colors had not fully come to Quetico's Sunday Lake when I was there in September, but this one lone tree couldn't wait for the others.
There's always a first one...
Mid-September on Quetico's Sunday Lake in the northern bay. Colors had yet to really pop, but this lone tree couldn't wait anymore.
Tucked in
I love coming here for the peaceful evenings. This was a perfect camping site, tucked into the trees at the edge of a lake. Who could ask for more?