We survived

Eight days.
Rain.
About 8,300 rods* of hiking and hauling gear.
Rain.
More rock scrapes on the canoe than we'd care to admit.
Rain.
Too many dam beaver dams.
Rain.
The stink of mouldering socks and hiking boots.
Rain.
A few precious moments of blue skies, sun, and Boundary Waters beauty.
Thunder, lighting, and rain.
Hitching a ride from a guy who had a gun in the front seat of his pickup.
And rain.

[*Because 1 rod equals 16 feet, we portaged - and hiked back to the start and hauled more gear and the canoe across on a second round - more than 25 miles. No kidding. Small wonder my ankle feels like it's been trampled by a moose.]

We made it. We're home. You heard it here first.

And we have stories to tell. Check GunflintToEly.com for updates. We'll be posting the story of our adventure, day by day, in the coming weeks.

As always, we will keep you abrest of our updates via the blog. Stay tuned!