Ever gotten your hands on something that you wished could talk? Tell tales of days gone by, of adventure high and low across field and forest? I tend to seek these things out when I can get my hands on them. My imagination filling in the blank years across time. A friend of mine who has been a guide in the Boundary Waters for many many years dropped by to shoot the breeze. He left the waters a little early this year and brought me a gift on his way out. He told me it's been kicked around for a number of years, that's it been to an unknown number of campsites. That's it's been home for uncountable bear and moose hunts and served the Scouts for many a year as well, it was also made here in the north country back sometime in the 1940s. He wasn't kidding. I can't wait to get some field time this winter! I'd love to hear the stories from those scouts who used this tent at the Camporee in the Apostle Islands in 1960! Here's to good friends and great adventures!