It was in the summer of '09 when I first heard of the remarkable events involving the Boundary Waters Canoe Area (hereafter referred to as the BWCA) maneater. I have known the public servant involved for several decades, and I can vouch for his integrity and veracity. Out of respect for his privacy, I will not reveal his name. He has since retired from government service and now lives a modest but invigorating lifestyle in the remote reaches of the upper midwest, not far from the shores of Gitche Gumee. A few minor details may have been mangled. ...