The snow has receded rapidly in the Great Canadian Hinterland allowing me the opportunity to return to my rightful home over the Easter Long Weekend. The trees acted as solar collectors where they grew dense making travel easy and was more difficult in the open meadows as the snow was knee deep there owing to a less infrared heating. I was picking my way carefully through the forests of WolfHaven as I felt a dark heavy weight over me in the days leading up to my planned expedition ( I have learned not to ignore my inner psychic voice as it has served me well in the past) In the final approach to the lake I slipped down a snow covered embankment and slashed my arm on my machete that had become unsheathed during the fall. When I arrived at the shore the lake ice looked to have integrity so I put my heavy canoe pack and related gear into the canoe and dragged it like a toboggan around the lake on the shore line by a eight foot rope. Other then the obvious benefit of efficient movement of a eighty pound pack and gear this spread my weight approaching three hundred pounds with loaded canoe pack over a larger area making travel on the lake ice safer. It took only few minutes to negotiate the distance from Inspiration Point to WolfHaven Lodge on the far shore using this method. The weather was agreeable for most of the trip and it was very pleasing to see my home as I walked up the trail from the shore. Upon opening the place up I immediately set about building a fire as the temperature would drop as night fell. Then I removed my shirt to see how badly I did myself when I slipped down the embankment earlier. Only a two inch wound that should have gotten stitches but I felt fortunate because if luck had gone against me I might have slashed down the length of my arm. There is a real satisfaction in the sight and smell of steak as it grills on the BBQ along with sliced baby potatoes wrapped in tinfoil with butter, salt and pepper. After a delicious meal I sat, watched, listened as the darkness fell, the wind blew through the lonely pines and The Goddess rose through the trees.I find that the more I come to this place the more I engage in " Introspection " from a spiritual context as I learn more and become one with my " True Self "........ to no longer be ruled and controlled by " The Ego ". I stood out there in the darkness that night and as it wrapped me in its embrace I called out to it. The next morning I stepped outside the door of the lodge and I heard a couple of quick wolf yelps so I must have surprised them, but I know now................. they are here ! :) Mikademus