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Don't those tents look
great lined up? What you can't see is the rocks underneath them and
the slope they're on. The first night out was without much sleep for
most of the crew. The next day's portage is
across the lake |
Day 1 -
Carp Lake
Up at 5 am, again (okay, by now you get the idea we got up that early
almost every morning on the trip). We took all unnecessary gear back to
the vehicles and locked them up before eating breakfast in the Dining
Hall. Collected our three large personal packs, two food packs and
equipment pack. The Scouts toted them to the waterfront, where we loaded
our three canoes. We got on the water at 9:15am and set off for the
Canadian wilds. We reached Prairie Portage on the Canadian border at 11:30
am after paddling 6.3 miles past an incredible amount of blown-down
damage. We left the canoes on the US side and walked to the Canadian
Ranger's Office to take care of immigration. The Ranger was a wonderful
lady who helped us get done before she took off for lunch. We got back to
the canoes at noon and shortly after saw the first of many loons we'd see
on the trek. We paddled to the first island in Birch Lake for a lunch
break and our first real stop in Canada. After lunch, we paddled on and
reached our first portage at the north end of Birch Lake at 3:00pm. Being
our first portage, it took us 45 minutes to get onto Carp Lake. We wanted
to end the day as far north on Carp Lake as we could and stopped at 4:30pm
to set up camp on a small island only 200 yards from our next portage. We
carried two GPS receivers and they showed we'd covered 14.5 miles today
(not bad for our first day out with a portage thrown in). We set about
fixing dinner and discovered that someone, somehow, had switched one of
our food cases at the base commissary and we were short a full day's
rations. Needless to say, weren't happy campers at that point, but had no
choice but to work something out. After dinner, we had our first
opportunity to hang the bear bags. One adult leader knew how to tie a
monkey fist knot, which helped Tom W. get the rope high over a tree
branch. We collected all the food and 'smellies' (anything that smelled,
including fishing tackle) and roped the three packs together. It took
seven of us pulling together on the rope and two adults lifting to get
that 300 pounds of bear treats 12 feet in the air ... and we were all
sweating by the time we were done. Everyone slept on a slope and rocks, so
sleep didn't come easily for anyone and we all had a fitful night.
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After a long day of wearing
soaked jungle boots, everyone looked forward
to dry feet and camp shoes. Bryan L. and Chase Mc. start the
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Dr. Weirich gets
into the swing of things as our master bear-line pitcher. By the end
of the trip, he was pretty good at getting that line up and over a branch
twelve to fifteen feet in the air. Note the monkey fist knot on the
end of the rope. It is a good, easy knot to learn before going so
you can tie a rock in the middle. |
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"Okay ... the rope's over the branch. Now what?"
Steven E., Michael C., Phillip W. and Bryan L. offer advice to Dr. Weirich
while Chase Mc. fishes |
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