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I packed my hiking pack with a pile of goodies, grabbed my paddle, fishing rod and life jacket, strapped it to my ATV and headed north. An hours drive by logging roads later, I was at the home of Alex Mathias on Lake Obabika. My intent was to beg a ride across the lake to the ancient ceremony site at the foot of the old growth. Alex wasn't in, but his daughters were more than willing to oblige, having been forewarned by my friend Brandon.

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There were a few that we couldn't make out.
Heading north on the east side of the lake, we passed Grandmother and Grandfather rock. We continued up the coast and they dropped me off at the ancient ceremony site, where I planned to set up camp for a 24 hour sojourn.

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