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Woodland Trails: The silence is deafening in the Boundary Waters wilderness

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The silence was deafening. There were simply no sounds other than that of the wilderness: Loons calling in the distance, a grouse drumming until 11 p.m., songbirds singing back to me as I imitated their calls while eating a shore lunch.

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