Not much sun on my week long trip to Disappointment Lake. It was only one longvportage in, and the traffic was non-stop. On the third day, I’m reading a book to my dog when a float plane makes multiple passes around the lake, then buzzes my campsite twice. Then, he lands and taxis up to my camp, opens the window and asks my name. I was very fearful that someone was hurt at home. Seems another solo paddler was overdue. Don’t know how it turned out.
Caught one nice pike and watched a couple catch a really big one in front of my camp.
I really gotta replace my camp shoes. They have no grip on wet rocks whatsoever.
I didn’t want to go home, and Im still considering a return trip after 10/1 when permits aren’t necessary and MAYBE crowds will thin out. I can’t go very far into the interior to escape constant traffic, so maybe October will improve the sense of solitude.
New boat did fine, although I was a little stern heavy without enough gear to easily trim it out with my dog. Double portaging worked out well enough, although my grafted shoulder was sore afterward.
Caught one nice pike and watched a couple catch a really big one in front of my camp.
I really gotta replace my camp shoes. They have no grip on wet rocks whatsoever.
I didn’t want to go home, and Im still considering a return trip after 10/1 when permits aren’t necessary and MAYBE crowds will thin out. I can’t go very far into the interior to escape constant traffic, so maybe October will improve the sense of solitude.
New boat did fine, although I was a little stern heavy without enough gear to easily trim it out with my dog. Double portaging worked out well enough, although my grafted shoulder was sore afterward.
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