The Ghost of Algonquin Park 

Another great Canadian story. The fishing line being wound around his legs does make one ponder whether foul play was involved.

I was lost in Algonquin Park when I was a teenager in 1974 , five days into my dilemma while I was walking along the side of a small lake there was this fellow in a canoe who I could see was looking towards me and then simply pointed in in another direction and then paddled on , less than an hour later after going in the direction that he pointed to I was found by five people from a search group . Thank you ---Tom ?