In the summer of 1972, Bob Fidler and three others embarked on a month-long canoeing odyssey across Northern Ontario, following the Albany River from its source at Osnaburgh Lake all the way to Fort Albany on the doorstep of James Bay. A breathtaking 500-mile journey through remote wilderness the likes of which scarcely exists anymore on the North American continent. Drawn from the author's daily travel log, Fidler on the River offers a rare glimpse of a part of the world that few people, even today, will ever experience.For anyone who has ever longed to get away from civilization or who, from experience, knows the weight of a paddle, the sound of water hushing along the hull of a canoe, or the clockwork thrum of a reel as a fish runs out line, this is a memoir that will strike deep resonant chords.Herodotus suggested that a man cannot cross the same river twice - for both man and river are constantly changing - and that is certainly the case when the river in question has been etching its way into the Canadian shield and across Hudson Bay Lowlands for forty-five years.