West from Algonquin we hit Lake Superior. The early settlers thought they’d hit the Pacific, and you can see why – the rugged coastline, the endless horizon, the choppy water. But instead it’s the largest fresh water lake in the…

West from Algonquin we hit Lake Superior. The early settlers thought they’d hit the Pacific, and you can see why – the rugged coastline, the endless horizon, the choppy water. But instead it’s the largest fresh water lake in the…
“Fuck off!” I hear Janneke hiss in front of me as she wildly flails her arms around. She’s shouting at mosquitoes and horse flies. I’m also being attacked, but I can’t flail my arms because I’m carrying our canoe, which…