I have taught the ways of the wilderness for well over thirty years and have authored a novel which dives deep into the shadows which follow you as you traverse wilderness trails. It is my hope to reach as many people as possible to tell everyone that the wilderness is not a place to be wary of. It is the only place where a person can dig deep into their soul and find that which is hidden to them by modern day society.
~ R.G. Wright / Hawks Shadow

Saturday, January 11, 2020

An Alligator in Algonquin Park.

As I wander through the wilderness and stumble across an old portage trail or an artifact, I ask the following questions - who was here before me? Why were they here? What were they feeling? 

Some of the questions will never be answered. Sometimes the answers are plain to see. 

The trails are littered with evidence of those who went before us. Some of it is obvious, other evidence is camouflaged; blending into the surroundings so well that it takes a keen eye to uncover it. 

Ontario was a logger's paradise, hundreds of thousands of acres of ancient forest were pillaged by the logging barons in search of the mighty white pine. Evidence of their quest lays decaying on the forest floor in places like Algonquin Park. 

When I am canoeing in Algonquin Park, I always search for the remnants of the loggers efforts. I find it fascinating to pick up an old object such as a water pitcher or old tool and wonder - who held this?  Of course I will never know the answer, but my imagination begins to formulate ideas which are fun to ponder. 

This short video is based on one such search. 


  

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