Personal Narrative: The Outdoorsman's Corner

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I am the sole curator, operator and owner of The Outdoorsman's Corner. A self-appointed avid backwoodsman, I try to live every day as magnanimously as possible, through the serenity that permeates my life through deep roots in the canoe tripping capital of the world - Ontario, Canada. My passion lies in long, solitary days travelling by land and water; a passion driven by my need to live my life in accordance with the ingenuity, fortitude, curiosity and simplicity that are trademarks of the Canadian backcountry experience. I look toward living a simple life full of adventure and kindness, and I want to share all the goodness of the outdoors with whoever may listen. It is my hope that this growing community of tales, opinions and knowledge

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