Manitou, referring to spirit beings in Algonquian groups of Native Americans, is also the name of a river along Minnesota’s north shore. The Manitou River runs through George Crosby Manitou State Park where I decided to camp alone Saturday night.
Camping, to many northerners, is synonymous with relaxation. Normally I feel relaxed on camping trips but as soon as I hit the trail leading to the Manitou River, I felt anxious and alone. Shortly after stringing my hammock, starting a fire and setting up camp, I scribbled a poem in my notebook: