Amy and I have shaped our lives in a way that allows us to spend a lot of time in some of the world’s wildest places. We relish waking up to new vistas and experiences that often revolve around familiar rhythms, but provide a constant stream of unique challenges and moments. It’s not all rosy sunrises and beautiful vistas. There are plenty of things we do because we have to, not because we want to, but this morning’s sunrise was a wonderful reminder of why we are out here and why we have worked to craft our lives this way.
It was a pretty typical morning. The alarm went off at 6:30 from deep inside Amy’s sleeping bag. I crawled out of my bag, carefully placed firewood into the stove, lit a piece of birch bark, and placed the dog food pot and our pot of water on top of the wood stove. After 20 minutes the tent warmed up to a comfortable temperature and Amy emerged from her sleeping bag, uncovering her lovely smile from layers of insulation and we prepared to go out and check on the dogs.
Tank and Tina whined softly, as they usually do, when we start talking in the morning. Tina sounds like a high pitched Wookiee when she is ready for breakfast or is excited about something, which is pretty much all the time. After checking on the dogs we ladled their bowls full of soupy breakfast as the dogs pranced, hopped, and howled with excitement.
As we walked out onto the lake to open our water hole, the sun lit up the clouds. A stiff wind kept us from lingering long, but any hassles associated with hauling water during our last 127 days in the Wilderness were wiped away in that moment.
The Boundary Waters is just too precious to risk. Please sign the petition by following the link in our profile, follow @savetheBWCA, and help protect the Wilderness from a series of sulfide-ore copper mines that are being proposed along the southern edge of the Wilderness.
#sunrise #wildernessyear #savetheBWCA #WeAreTheWild #onlyinMN #winter #BoundaryWaters
It was a pretty typical morning. The alarm went off at 6:30 from deep inside Amy’s sleeping bag. I crawled out of my bag, carefully placed firewood into the stove, lit a piece of birch bark, and placed the dog food pot and our pot of water on top of the wood stove. After 20 minutes the tent warmed up to a comfortable temperature and Amy emerged from her sleeping bag, uncovering her lovely smile from layers of insulation and we prepared to go out and check on the dogs.
Tank and Tina whined softly, as they usually do, when we start talking in the morning. Tina sounds like a high pitched Wookiee when she is ready for breakfast or is excited about something, which is pretty much all the time. After checking on the dogs we ladled their bowls full of soupy breakfast as the dogs pranced, hopped, and howled with excitement.
As we walked out onto the lake to open our water hole, the sun lit up the clouds. A stiff wind kept us from lingering long, but any hassles associated with hauling water during our last 127 days in the Wilderness were wiped away in that moment.
The Boundary Waters is just too precious to risk. Please sign the petition by following the link in our profile, follow @savetheBWCA, and help protect the Wilderness from a series of sulfide-ore copper mines that are being proposed along the southern edge of the Wilderness.
#sunrise #wildernessyear #savetheBWCA #WeAreTheWild #onlyinMN #winter #BoundaryWaters
