the Degree Confluence Project

Canada : Ontario

30.3 km (18.8 miles) NNW of Quetico, ON, Canada
Approx. altitude: 460 m (1509 ft)
([?] maps: Google MapQuest OpenStreetMap topo topo250 ConfluenceNavigator)
Antipode: 49°S 89°E

Accuracy: 15 m (49 ft)
Quality: good

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#2: North #3: East #4: South #5: West #6: GPS #7: From Left To Right: Anthony Vetter, James Berget, Austin Clayton, Reed Larson, Ryan Macey

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#1: General Vicinity

(visited by Anthony Vetter, James Berget, Ryan Macey, Austin Clayton and Reed Larson)

17-Aug-2008 -- Dearest consortium of individuals,

We the people, henceforth to be referred to as us or we, initiated our most bombastic and hubristic of voyages on the date to forever be known as "our most grandiose of days", however to be more colloquially referred to as 17 August, 2008.

The day commenced one hour before the majority of the party expected such a day to begin. In retrospect, our commune of individuals (formerly referred to as "we") concluded that this phenomenon was due partly in fact to the alteration of artificial constructs of global time division (i.e. The Eastern Time Zone). Our venture took us from the majestic lake front metropolis of Thunder Bay, westward across the Trans Canadian highway to the general baronial region of the aforementioned confluence.

Ah the river. Yes, upon the exodus of our primary mode of transportation across the Canadian country side (This was via A Honda Odyssey appropriately named "The Beef Wagon" which we acquired from a compatriot by the name of "Lord Beef") and as we altered our geographic location henceforth descending in elevation to the body of water that the locals referred to as the "River Seine" which is tangential to the road. With the mighty and under personified river flowing before us, we knew we had a monumental task to accomplish. Our initial river crossing schema was based upon a zip-line contraption. However, when practicality was taken into consideration the plan was abandoned and we subsequently shed our vestments. Down to our skivvies (to reduce chigger aggravation on the genitalia) we tied a rope to each individual and swam across the River Seine. The river proved to be a formidable adversary; it exerted a great force upon our bodies that required an equal or perhaps even greater expenditure of Adenosinetriphosphate.

The next 3-4 hours of the journey were heavily repressed as they featured an inability to navigate with any method of technology and often resulted in heavy reliance upon relative solar positioning. We eventually arrived upon what was approximated as the median point of travel. Here we encountered a secondary aqueous body. Our global positioning satellite technology which we accessed prior to our northbound voyage allowed us to estimate the single most point which provided us with minimal contact with the liquid water. This area was a large out cropping of boulders which divided the soma into the two separate entities of Long Grosse Lake. From this point on, navigation was based upon the usage of our magnetic north positioning apparatus which is referred to by laymen as a "compass". Approximately 90 minutes later after passing through over the rigorous, hilly, thick, and overall unenjoyable terrain of the Canadian Wilderness we arrived upon our destined confluent region. Upon entry to said zone, it was deemed unfit.

The region itself was more or less a gargantuan zone of proximal development for our arch nemesis throughout the trips entirety: the black fly. Placed high atop a coniferous ridge, the confluence's final resting place was a coordinate so desolate and morbid that the entire party was quite certain that no reasonable person would ever consider trudging upon its moss-laden grounds. Thusly, it was unanimously decided that no person had ever set foot there prior to yours truly. We then proceeded to utilize digitally visual capturing apparatus to visually catalog our journey to the confluence so that you may all believe our tale of most glorious proportions. Very shortly after, the brutal reality dawned on us that we were only half way done with our trip.

Nearly out of rations, we headed back in an extremely brisk manner. We reached the river in almost half the time it took us to get to the confluence, and we were forever grateful.

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#1: General Vicinity
#2: North
#3: East
#4: South
#5: West
#6: GPS
#7: From Left To Right: Anthony Vetter, James Berget, Austin Clayton, Reed Larson, Ryan Macey
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