Mountains lie all about, with many difficult turns leading here and there. The trails run up and down; we are martyred with obstructing rocks. No matter how well we keep the path, if we miss one single step, we shall never know safe return. But whoever has the good fortune to penetrate that wilderness, for his labors will gain a beatific reward, for he shall find there his heart’s delight. The wilderness abounds in whatsoever the ears desire to hear, whatsoever would please the eye: so that no one could possible wish to be anywhere else. And this I well know; for I have been there.
Gottfried von Strassburg, Tristan and Isolde
Up the Foss River. Trout Lake to Copper Lake to Big Heart.
Cross-country along the High Route. Big Heart Lake, Angeline, and Chetwoot.
Down and out along the Foss.