ALL SIGNS POINT NORTH Every year for the last few years, my friends and I have headed north in search of new waters and big fish. Call it a migration, call it a pilgrimage – I just call it church. Its hard to argue that stepping away from civilization isn’t good for the soul. Thoughts become clearer, time slows down and life just seems simpler when you’re out of range of Wifi. Northern Manitoba is a place that has become very special to me, tales told to me by my father and uncle of their amazing back country fishing trips…