Boundary Waters, Trip Reports, BWCA, Stories

A Grade
by McVacek

Trip Type: Paddling Canoe
Entry Date: 08/11/2012
Entry Point: Other
Exit Point: Other  
Number of Days: 8
Group Size: 2
Day 2 of 8
Sunday, August 12, 2012

We paddled north out of Glenn through the river system into Hansen. There are three portages into Hansen. The 350m portage started with knee deep water just above the rapids. The rest of the portage was fine and it deposits you on a small pond between rapids in the river. The pond ends in a short/steep rapids that are labeled on the park map as a “chute.” There was no shooting these rapids!  We had to search for the barely used portage around the rapids. The area was impacted by a blow down, so your put in is immediately below the rapids. It was an exciting entry into Hansen. 

Upon shooting down into Hansen, we were greeted by two fishermen in a small boat fishing in the river.  We also saw an older gentleman and a younger boy in a square stern canoe. The older gentleman was shocked to see us and wanted to know where the cabin was that we were staying at. He stated, “Oh my goodness” (with a southern drawl) when we informed him that we started three lakes back. We visited the first set of pictographs in the second bay to the west. We found one pictograph and a raptor nest high above the pictograph on a cliff. The pictograph is on the very west end of the rock face. We had lunch on an island campsite on Hansen. It was a nice site, but well used. We were lucky enough to find a stringer someone had left behind as we had forgotten ours. After lunch, we paddled to the north end of Hansen and saw the best display of pictographs that we encountered on our trip. 

We portaged into Rostul and it began to rain. It rained lightly as we paddled on Rostul in search of a campsite. The further north we went, the harder it rained. By the time we made it to our site, we were drenched. Our site was on the northwest side of the furthest north point in Rostul. There was a moose skull greeting us on the shore. We put up our rain fly in the rain and sat under that for an hour so until the rain let up. Once the rain let up, we pitched our tent on a rock, which was the only tent pad on the site. Our gear dried out on the clothesline while we prepared dinner of hot dogs, baked beans, and fried potatoes. We had our first camp toddy and headed off to bed. The only people we saw this day were the fishermen on Hansen.