Solo Trek into Quetico - No Country for Old Men
by Beemer01
Trip Type:
Paddling Canoe
Entry Date:
06/16/2010
Entry & Exit Point:
Moose Lake (EP 25)
Number of Days:
7
Group Size:
1
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Day 4 of 7
Saturday, June 19, 2010
What a beautiful day! Sarah to Tuck to Robinson with a couple of unnamed lakes in there for good measure. These tended to be better travelled portages, but when I headed down the Tuck River I was back in the 'seldom travelled area' of badly overgrown portages, almost invisible landings and deep muddy tracks.
The Tuck River is a pretty route - when on the water. When on the messy portages, I broke out my knife and saw and resumed my portage clearing ways, pruning hundreds of offending branches trying to establish some recognizable route for future paddlers.
Sorry, I wasn't able to do much about the calf deep mud puddles though. The river terminates in broad bay of the river, or Basswood, I couldn't tell - a warm shallow body of water with dense weeds at the entrance. Just follow the route of least resistance to get to open water. I saw three Trumpeter Swans (I think) out on the bay.
I grabbed a high campsite at the bottom of the bay - and availing myself to the bright sunshine I filled and set out the solar shower to warm up. What a treat - nearly hot water and a full long shower. Soap, shampoo and new clothes - I felt like a new man.
I also picked off a tick that was starting to burrow into the back of my calf crushing him with the chunk of my leg still in his jaws.
Dinner was another Freeze dried item eaten directly from the pouch as I watched the busy beavers swimming to and from their lodge on the edge of the bay.
I tried fishing, but this area was really shallow and I was too beat to go too far. I gathered beaver wood for my evening fire from the shore - future campers on this route will again find several days worth of nice dry wood waiting for them cut and split to order.
Day Four. Sarah to the Tuck River.
What a beautiful day! Sarah to Tuck to Robinson with a couple of unnamed lakes in there for good measure. These tended to be better travelled portages, but when I headed down the Tuck River I was back in the 'seldom travelled area' of badly overgrown portages, almost invisible landings and deep muddy tracks.
The Tuck River is a pretty route - when on the water. When on the messy portages, I broke out my knife and saw and resumed my portage clearing ways, pruning hundreds of offending branches trying to establish some recognizable route for future paddlers.
Sorry, I wasn't able to do much about the calf deep mud puddles though. The river terminates in broad bay of the river, or Basswood, I couldn't tell - a warm shallow body of water with dense weeds at the entrance. Just follow the route of least resistance to get to open water. I saw three Trumpeter Swans (I think) out on the bay.
I grabbed a high campsite at the bottom of the bay - and availing myself to the bright sunshine I filled and set out the solar shower to warm up. What a treat - nearly hot water and a full long shower. Soap, shampoo and new clothes - I felt like a new man.
I also picked off a tick that was starting to burrow into the back of my calf crushing him with the chunk of my leg still in his jaws.
Dinner was another Freeze dried item eaten directly from the pouch as I watched the busy beavers swimming to and from their lodge on the edge of the bay.
I tried fishing, but this area was really shallow and I was too beat to go too far. I gathered beaver wood for my evening fire from the shore - future campers on this route will again find several days worth of nice dry wood waiting for them cut and split to order.
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