Abstract
It is dusk in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. It has rained all day, and you are cold and wet. All you want to do is eat and sit around a fire with a cup of coffee. Firewood in the immediate area, however, is scarce and damp. The trees around the campsite have a human browse line of dead limbs ripped off live trees at a height of about nine feet. The easy thing to do would be to push the browse line three or four trees deeper into the forest. To be honest, no one would be able to tell the difference. Instead you grab a flashlight and hike back into the wet, mosquito-thick forest to search for dry wood on downed trees. Even your canoe partners think you are carrying minimum impact to extremes, but it does not really matter what they think. Your peace with the forest is wholly personal.
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