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Our Guide Life blog will feature tales from the trail...real life accounts from our guides while on their journey into the wilderness.  We will be posting recipes, gear reviews, journal entries, and much, much more.

Follow our guides as they take you along for a journey into "guide life".



Trail Mix Energy Bars PDF Print E-mail
  • 1 ½cups quick cooking oats
  • ½cup all-purpose flour
  • ½cup packed brown sugar
  • ½cup coarsely chopped dried apricots
  • ½cup sultana raisins
  • ¼cup sliced almonds
  • 3tbsp unsweetened medium coconut
  • 1tbsp sunflower seeds (unsalted)
  • ½ to 1 tsp cinnamon, to taste
  • Pinch of salt
  • 1large egg
  • 2tsp fresh lemon juice + 1 tsp lemon zest
  • 1tsp vanilla
  • ¼cup vegetable oil
  • ¼cup corn syrup

  1. Preheat oven to 350 F. In a large bowl, combine all ingredients from oats to salt and mix. Set aside.
  2. Whisk egg, lemon juice and zest, vanilla, oil and corn syrup together in a small bowl. Pour over dry mixture and stir until well combined.
  3. Press mixture into a lightly greased 9-inch square baking pan and bake on middle rack of oven for 15 to 20 minutes. Remove pan from the oven and cool on a rack. Cut into bars and serve. Makes 16 bars.
Tip: Remove from pan and transfer to cutting board to make cutting easier
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'Turtle' by Michele Sardy PDF Print E-mail

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He was once a turtle,
an ancient guide of men,
and now he is of human form,
no longer one of them.

 

His turtle shell was once his home,
content to stay within,
but now he has a different one,
that destiny chose for him.

He travels along, steady and sure,
his paddle caressing the lake,
his shell has transformed into a canoe,
his turtle conscience awakes.

And as he wends upon a trail,
a portage meditation,
it's here he turns into a turtle,
a spiritual transformation.

He knows the lakes,
his turtle head,
remembering days gone by,
exploring creeks and floating still,
while loons practiced their cry.

He's one with nature,
a silent partner,
a friend of frog and toad,
and Mother Nature whispers to him,
"Turtle, time to come home".

But he doesn't swim,
afraid of changing,
from body into shell,
he's been this way for far too long,
his turtle past is quelled.

- Michele Sardy

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