
Mark Cahill is a friend of mine from suburban Chicago high school. The last time I saw him was many years ago in Lawrence, Kansas, where his then-girlfriend danced on the bar at an underage watering hole and got us kicked out. He recently got back from a canoe trip in the Boundary Waters and kindly wrote the following for Cold Splinters. Enjoy. Just before Duluth, MN it was time that we switched drivers so that I could finally catch a couple Zzz's. We left Chicago about seven hours earlier and it was a short [...]