I just moved to sunny, beautiful northern California. Yet sometimes I find myself missing the north country, the lake-freckled woods in northern Minnesota and Ontario where the map is practically more blue than green. I long to visit the Boundary Waters. I yearn to paddle for weeks in the Wabakimi Wilderness. I miss the warmth, smell, and glow of a campfire on a chilly August night while the Northern Lights twist electric in the sky. Above: paddling at...