ONTARIO'S QUETICO PROVINCIAL PARK — Evening comes slipping over the land. On our island camp here in this million-acre canoe-country wilderness, we find our places near the lake. The six of us, up from Minnesota, have polished off another meal of walleye fillets. Now, we sit on the lichen-covered rocks to watch the distant shoreline swallow the sun.
ELY — The two painted turtles were sunning atop a bald rock that had been jutting out of Little Gabbro Lake for about 10,000 years. Except for a few high puffies, the early May sky was cloudless, and the air was soft and warm. These turtles had probably been waiting all winter for a day like this.