Named, perhaps, for the red granite running through the bedrock, the Bloodvein slashes through the Canadian Shield, tumbling over boulder-strewn rapids and surging through narrow gorges on its journey to Lake Winnipeg. Endless forests of jack pine... wild rice marshes...bald eagles... black bear... walleye and northern pike eager to strike...

... all await the intrepid wilderness canoeist. Red ochre pictographs of bison, human figures, hands and power symbols grace overhanging rock faces- ancient murals that speak of earlier river travellers. The Bloodvein – deep in the heart of the land.