A book like this is likely to send people into the Canadian North Woods in search of adventure (and furs). No amount of stress on the hardships and dangers outweighs the sense of adventure and the goodness of the life. Whether or not an actual trip materializes, it is fun reading of life in the raw as the Fergusons experienced it. Ferguson went to the North Woods of the Mackensie Territory in 1928 to become a trapper. And he makes even the succession of setting traps and gathering the yield, caching food and supplies, making canoe trips through treacherous rapids, summering in rude towns and wintering in the woods read as though there was never a dull moment. His wife shared his experiences- and even their baby son found it a good life. And it is tops in reading.