"She had the loaded handbag of someone who camps out and seldom goes home, or who imagines life must be full of emergencies."-Mavis Gallant
Making the treacherous 'open water' crossing through Canoe Lake #1;)
It reminded me of the BWCA in Minnesota on a mini version with mountains. The exception being the portages which were equal length to the BWCA, no skimping there.The first night we paddled in around 10 pm- 2 portages and a couple 'canoe trails' or streams that supposedly get you to the next lake more efficiently than a trek on foot carrying everything. I'll let you guys decide;)
Josh (above) loaded w/gear. Sam portaging canoe.
We camped on a super little spot right on a creek (where Sam later discovered there are suckers) and next to Canoe Lake #3. It's still odd going to my tent to sleep in daylight. We fished for rainbow trout the following day and were quite successful as dinner pics show;) I voluteered (figuring I better get used to it) for the disgusting job of 'gutting' the trout so they would be ready to cook when we got back to camp, blah-ick, you leave them in the skin.
Me, not enjoying the trout gutting.
So here's the breakdown...
1. Supper over an open fire caught earlier that same day...delicious.
2. Fishing with family and friends on a remote wilderness lake...a blessing.
3. Hauling your borrowed canoe atop a 98 Monte Carlo on 2 sweatshirts and a couple of ratchet straps...priceless.
"Oh, how sweet the light of day, And how wonderful to live in the sunshine! Even if you live a long time, don't take a single day for granted. Take delight in each light-filled hour, Remembering that there will also be many dark days and that most of what comes your way is smoke. You who are young, make the most of your youth. Relish your youthful vigor. Follow the impulses of your heart. If something looks good to you, pursue it. But know also that not just anything goes; You have the answer to God for every last bit of it." Ecclesiastes 11:7-9