My Dad brought me to the Boundary Waters for the first time 7 summers ago. I was 15 and very excited for my first trip. We went in at EP 16 down the Moose River to Lac La Croix. I fell in love with these woods and waters. On one of the nights we spent on Lac La Croix, my Dad, Mom, brothers and I all laid out on a huge island of rock, listened to the loons callings, and watched the green sheen of the Northern Lights dance above us. Thank you Daddy for introducing me to the BWCA! I love you! (He also made me my bread making reflector oven and my Little Red Canoe!) -Lindsay
I began coming to the Boundary Waters and Tuscarora before I even remember. Pictures and stories fill in those memories for me, for example, the photo of my brother, sister and I. In this photo my cheek is swollen and puffy and has made my smile lopsided. I have been told that I had tripped and caught a tent stake right in my cheek, just like a fish being hooked.
One story that I DO remember is when my family and I were on a trip and we were fishing below some rapids. A fish had just sawed of my dad’s line and suddenly I had a fish. It was a really big one and putting up a mean fight. Through my dad’s coaching and our family friend F.X.’s superior netting skill, I managed to land a 20 pound northern. This fish was huge! I wasn’t the tallest ninth grader around, and the length of the fish almost came up to my shoulder. That is one of my fondest fishing memories and most likely the most exciting. Still today, I like to brag about my big catch.
My dad has taught me quite a bit on our trips to the Boundary Waters. He has taught me how to fish, how to read a map, how to pack for a canoe trip, and many other things, but more importantly he has taught me how to be responsible and smart while being in the wilderness. I probably haven’t realized all the things my dad has taught me yet, but hopefully one day I will. Thanks Dad, I really appreciate it. Kelley
Happy Father’s Day to the best fishing partner I’ve ever had! -Maggie
My father showed me nature and guided my path to becoming hard working, loving individual. Dad, thanks for believing in me and teaching me to do what I love as long as it makes me happy. My life has been filled with love and happiness since the day I was born and I own that to you and mom. Can’t wait to see you! Happy Fathers day! p.s. your gift is my fishing license…so we can go out when you come! Love you! Cassandra
“Walrus!!” Dad, I’m glad I get to give you a reason to return to the land of “espressso” and the wonderful Northwoods! See you in a couple of weeks!
Love you, Kate
Here I am clinging to this cliff 5 feet from the top. There you are 70 feet below holding the other end of my lifeline clipped into my harness. “Dad, I don’t think I can do this. Dad, my arms are sore. Dad I’m falling” But you coach me. You encourage me to keep going; push me to the top. Thank you Dad, for being the anchor of my life, the knot that catches me when I fall. I love you. Shelby
My dad will always find time to do something with me. Even during the busiest time of the summer. He’ll throw a frisbee, or paddle me around as I learn to fly fish. Thanks for making the memories. Daniel.
When I was a kid sometimes distracted, preoccupied- I remember one of my brothers asked why I was staring into the air. I was flustered; maybe something was wrong with me? My dad said “She’s thinking important thoughts.” Once in college my grandpa asked me what use that math class would ever be to me I paused, I didn’t…really know.. My dad answered “So she can get wherever she wants to go.”
My dad’s vision of me has long become my default image of myself. And now I see him building the same images for my children. That’s an amazing gift. Thanks Dad. –Sue
My dad is a great man. He was born in a different time and has lived many experiences. The world has changed a lot during his lifetime. He served his family and his country and worked hard to understand and serve his brothers and sisters. He is very generous and has always been there for us; whether in his time, skills, gifts and lots of patience. He is a good teacher and taught me hard work, determination and doing the right thing. I love my dad. He is a great man. As this father’s day approaches, I am proud to be his son. -Andy
How to start a Father’s Day dedication, Gunflint Trail style….
Without my dad, I would not be here. Hmmm. That’s a little obvious, isn’t it? Okay, trying again…
Dad, despite the distance that has separated us for most of my adult life, your presence is in my consciousness has never diminished. From first excursions into the wilderness, to later lessons on keeping one’s head above water in the wilderness of decisions when you have lost your map and yoru compass and your shoes are wet and you are alone and all you want to do is give up and sit down on a rock and cry…yours is a reason I have always been able to trust. And it has helped me learn how to trust my own. Thank you. With love, Zach.