Mornings in Ely were truly a glorious experience. Blades of golden light made tidy work of the fog blankets which piled high each morning in the grooves of glacial ridges. My “night owl” tendencies were challenged by the morning light and after only three days in the Wilderness my internal clock began to align with natural rhythms of the sun. From harvest to hibernation natural rhythms are everything up North.
It was easy to understand why Will chose the spot he did for the his first Cabin.
Will Steger spoke with reverence about the White Pine, a tree he admired not only for its grandeur and beauty but for its practical, architectural and structural applications as well.