We are being called back to a place that fills my thoughts and dreams. We are being called back to a wilderness island in the forgotten reaches of the largest freshwater lake on earth. I left this island 14 years ago with a promise to return...and that promise needs to be fulfilled. I can already hear the loons...I can see the rugged, rocky trails...I can smell the scent of the balsam fir. This dream is finally within reach. Isle Royale is within reach.
Tomorrow, we leave our life along the Pacific. I hate to say goodbye. I feel as if part of me is breaking inside. But a new adventure is just around the corner... Thank you, California, for a wonderful 5 and a half years!