You know that feeling when you've found just the right spot to camp for the night, and you crawl out bleary eyed stupidly early in the morning... to be greeted by something absolutely soul stirring. One of those moments when you really think 'this is why I do this'.
I'll start, this was on Manitoulin Island in Ontario.
Opening the tent and seeing this was.. memorable..
and then here is where I spent the next night, closed the hatch and tried to hide from mosquitoes.. did not work.. not even slightly..