Lost in the Wisconsin northwoods. At 2 a.m.

Lost in the Wisconsin northwoods. At 2 a.m.

Twenty-nine terrifying minutes, lost in the northwoods at 2 a.m. 2:17 a.m. (times verified through my iPhone Health App. And texts. And desperate phone calls): I wake up in our remote, dispersed camping site in Northern Wisconsin on a desolate stretch of the Ice Age Trail on a 38-degree night in September. Backpacking partners Ken Klotzbach, Joey Keillor, and I have spent three days hiking, napping on the forest floor, drinking water from stream…