PATH OF THE PADDLE TRAIL AMBASSADORS

There were of course countless others who made our experience what it was. We have only named a few groups we met along the trail, but we saw and talked to many more. We were also graciously met in each town we passed through by such wonderful people. Here is a little compilation of a few others we crossed paths with: a family out for a day paddle where everyone held their bent shaft paddles backwards, Americans spending an afternoon sitting in chairs on a beach who gave us directions to some secret campsites, an old couple out for a leisurely paddle on Rose Lake, family members of people we know who recognized our boat as we passed, a camp of young boys on Watap Lake who were so very slow as they passed our site in the evening (asking out loud how the other boats were so far ahead… and being told the other boats were actually paddling), many girls camps on South and North Lakes, solo paddlers on Gunflint Lake, fishermen on every single lake that had motor boat access, a Boy Scout camp drenched in sweat portaging up a waterfall in the Boundary Waters, a camp where everyone seemed to be dressed in blue and every piece of gear seemed to be blue on Clove Lake, speed boats on Northern Lights Lake zipping past us to make us feel slow, people portaging and camping throughout Quetico, folks portaging out of Nym Lake to start some family canoe trips, a group of six Canadians dropping things on portages and passing us then being passed by us all day, Camp Ahmek on day 12 of 36 getting a food resupply and mail, motor boats waking us out going into Kenora, and kinder motor boats stopping to chat with us on our way out of Kenora. Thank you to everyone we met!