A great blue heron erupted out of the tall grass and floated gracefully across the marsh ahead of our canoe. After a couple more bends down Heritage Creek we greeted the same heron again. Over and over again the bird jumped ahead of us as we made our away to Heritage Lake. A few times we were able to silently paddle past the heron, but inevitably it would startle and take flight only to be surprised by us a minute or two later.
Eventually we left the creek and the heron behind and paddled across Heritage Lake. Splashes of red from scattered maple trees are signaling that fall is just around the corner and on the long portage between Lynx Lake and Ruby Lake we spotted our first few golden birches. The earth has almost come full circle since we entered the Wilderness 341 days ago.