algonquin

"The heavens proclaim the glory of God.

The skies display His craftsmanship.

Day after day they continue to speak;

night after night they make Him known."

Psalm 19:1-2 NLT

Last weekend was our annual canoeing adventure to the Canadian backcountry. We traveled over 18 miles by paddle and portage through Barron Canyon, Algonquin Provincial Park. Four days of wilderness quiet, a retreat to rest and rejoice in God's awesome creation.

Why do we do this? Awaking with the birds on a peaceful morning with the mist burning off into the warm sunny breeze. The calm evening as the waters still, the sun sets and the moon rises. The echo of the loon. The sight of moose. Wildlife and trees, mountains and hills, cliffs and valleys, ragging rapids and spectacular waterfalls. The splash and bubble of a paddle pulling through the cool water as gentle waves lap along the canoe. The crunch of the path under our boots with everything strapped to our backs. Trail mix. Freeze dried meals. Sleeping on the ground in a thin nylon tent feeling "safe" from the bears. Campfires and euchre. The fellowship of hanging the bear bag. And the experience of the "necessary box" in the woods.