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May 05 2024

Entry Point 30 - Lake One

Lake One entry point allows overnight paddle only. This entry point is supported by Kawishiwi Ranger Station near the city of Ely, MN. The distance from ranger station to entry point is 21 miles. Access is a canoe landing at Lake One.

Number of Permits per Day: 13
Elevation: 1230 feet
Latitude: 47.9391
Longitude: -91.4792
My son Remy and I, and my friend Keith and his son Charlie put our canoes into Lake one at 9:30 Monday morning after dropping off a car at the Snowbank Lake landing. Lake One can be tricky to navigate. On our way to Lake Two we turned East too early and ended up paddling about a mile out of our way into a dead-end bay before we realized our mistake. We blamed the fact that Lake One was split between Fisher Maps #10 and #4 for our error. If the entire lake had been visible at once on a single map, we would not have made the wrong turn. Once we got back on course we portaged the 30 rods into a pond and then portaged the 40 rods into Lake Two. The weather was nice, and there was a bit of a tail wind out of the West. We stopped for lunch on the shore of Lake Two. After lunch we canoed through the North end of Lake Three and into Lake Four. We stopped for the night at a campsite on the West shore of Lake Four, just North of the channel heading toward Hudson Lake. We had to battle swarms of mosquitoes as we set up the tents. We then had a nice refreshing swim. Because we had brought steaks along for the first night, we didn't go fishing.

On Tuesday morning we had a bacon and eggs breakfast then packed up camp and headed out in our canoes. As we canoed past our campsite, we realized that Remy & I had left our hammocks pitched between trees. We landed again and quickly packed them up. Once again we had beautiful weather. We paddled East and completed 3 short portages before entering Hudson Lake. The 105 rod portage into Lake Insula was exhausting! Lake Insula is a large gorgeous lake broken up by multiple islands and penninsulas. We had lunch at a campsite on a large island just East of Hudson Lake. It felt like we had a tail wind as we were heading East, and then as we turned North it seemed like the wind shifted and was at our backs once again. We navigated Lake Insula flawlessly and camped for the night on the island just West of Williamson Island. After setting up the tents and a refreshing swim, Remy & I got back into the canoe and tried to catch some fish. We had no luck! At 9PM that night, just as we were going to bed, a thunderstorm rolled through. That night I was awakened several times by the loud croaking of bullfrogs from the shallows around our island. What noisy neighbors!

By Wednesday morning the weather had cleared, but the wind was now coming from the Northwest, pretty much in our faces. We paddled to the North end of Lake Insula and tackled the largest portage of our trip. The 180 rod walk to Kiana Lake actually seemed easier than the 105 rod carry into Lake Insula. We headed onward into Thomas Lake where we really started feeling the headwind. We finally made it to the campsite just Northeast of the portage into Thomas Pond in time for lunch. After lunch we proceeded across Thomas Pond and into Thomas Creek after hiking across the famous Kekekabic Trail. We managed to easily run the rapids in Thomas Creek and avoid the 2 short portages. We camped for the night on Hatchet Lake at the northern campsite. It was cool and windy, so we didn't swim. There was lots of threatening weather going by to the North of us, but we stayed dry. After supper we canoed back to Thomas Creek to fish and look for moose. No luck on either count, but we did see a beaver swimmming.

The weather was nice again Thursday morning, but the wind was out of the West which was the direction we were heading. We portaged into Ima Lake and canoed across it. Before portaging into Jordan Lake, we watched a bald eagle sitting in a tree get harrassed repeatedly by a seagull. The narrow channel leading into Jordan Lake is quite beautiful. It is narrow like a river with big rock outcroppings. We paddled across Jordan, Cattyman, Adventure, and Jitterbug Lakes. We found the Eastern campsite on Ahsub Lake taken, so we camped at the Western campsite which had a great place for swimming in front of it. There was a very brave loon in front of the campsite who didn't seem to mind if we got close to it. We tried our luck at fishing, but only caught 1 smallmouth which was too small to eat. Between 5:00 and 7:30 that evening we saw a number of canoes heading across Ahsub Lake from Disappointment Lake to Jitterbug Lake. We weren't sure where they were planning to camp, but it was getting late.

On Friday we awoke again to good weather. We paddled the length of Disappointment Lake and portaged into to Parent Lake and then on to Snowbank Lake. It was July 4th, and as we entered Snowbank Lake the sounfd of firecrackers reminded us we weren't in the wilderness anaymore. After a brief splash war on our way across Snowbank, we made it to the landing and our car was still there. What a great trip!

Recalling 2016 EP 4

by Teenda
Trip Report

Entry Date: August 12, 2016
Entry Point: Crab Lake and Cummings from Burntside Lake
Number of Days: 5
Group Size: 2

Trip Introduction:
Trip #3 for me into the BWCA.

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I know this trip report is 2 years in the past; however, I just found my journal which I thought was forever lost, so it's fairly accurate. It may not have all the embellishments from previous reports or be as in depth but it's a report none the less.

Day 1

My husband and I paddled uneventfully across Burntside early Friday morning and leap frog portaged to Crab. The portage was swampy in the middle section. In a few places it was mud up to mid shin and stunk something fierce. Lovely. We were passed by 2 guys single portaging and I was jealous.

Once on Crab we decided to head for the single campsite on Little Crab but alas, it was occupied. We moved on to Korb, and that campsite was also taken. By this time some petty hefty winds were gusting and some dark clouds were looming so we didn't want to risk paddling on the larger Cummings and get stuck in a bad situation so we moved on to claim the single site on Silaca. Occupied. So we paddle over to the portages to Coxey Pond. It's getting to be about 5 pm (we dilly dallied on Korb River and just enjoyed the scenery) and my stomach is growling. I'm pretty worried about the last campsite on this dead end route being occupied. I didn't want to paddle back out to Cummings and fight the wind or set up in the dark! We parked the canoe and I decided to scope out the site on the pond before carrying the gear over. I scrambled to the end of the portage, yelled a few times to see if anyone would return my call then scrambled back. "We are good, less go!"

We get to the site and quickly set up and start on dinner. It didn't appear that the site had been used in months. There was grass growing in the grate, the latrine was tipped over with several cracks in it, and moss covering the dining logs. We also arrived to a lovely pile of fire wood all nearly stacked and well seasoned. The winds died down and the dark clouds didn't leave a drop so we had a little fire for smores and then restocked the pile. There is plenty of downed wood at this site. I don't think it sees much use. We also set up the latrine the next morning before leaving.

Day 2

We set out early to see if we could snag the point campsite on Cummings (#291). We had to fight a little in your face breeze across Cummings but were able to claim the site we wanted by 11 AM. I think we got there right as a group was leaving. Since it's just my husband and I we don't have loads of gear and we like to find tent pads away from the main site. We also like to take the canoe away from the waters edge and will tie it to a tree. (Lesson learned: We took the canoe pout of the water, turned out upside down, but it was only about 15 ft from the water's edge. Over night a wind must have blown just right and took the canoe straight across the lake and left it bobbing near shore. We could see it. We waited all through breakfast and while packing up the site for another canoe party to pass by to see if we could get a lift to our canoe but one never came. We finally decided that since I was the stronger swimmer of the two of us [swam competitively for 10 years and generally only did distance events] that I would swim across and get our canoe. Our life jackets were fastened to our canoe seats. Yes, dumb dumb dumb but I'm still here. Anyway, we take our canoe far away from the waters edge and tie it up.) This campsite is awesome. We loved it. It has a commanding view of the lake and we were able to watch rain band after rain band roll through. We ate a trail lunch but didn't unpack anything because it kept raining pretty steady. Our site probably looked very available and 3 groups tried to claim it. So I was glad we arrived as early as we had. I felt bad, with the driving rain and wind that these groups had to press on.

At about 4 the rain stopped and the wind died down. A beautiful double rainbow appeared and we officially set up camp. I was soaked even with my rain gear on. It actually rained so hard I took a literal "shower" shower! An amazing experience, I highly recommend it.

Day 3

We made off for Crab Lake with the idea that if we could snag one of the 3 sites close to Saca Lake that the following day we could do a day trip around that loop without all our gear and look for a moose who has been reported to be actively cruising the area. The trip back through Korb River was beautiful. I just love that area. We paddled across Crab and headed to the sites. We slowly checked each one and they were all occupied. The theme of the trip, "Occupied". We decided to press on to Saca. The site was less than ideal see we moved on to Hassel Lake. Yikes, this site was worse than the first but since it was still early afternoon we decided to move on to Battle Lake, we were enjoying the scenery and just felt like the next site was going to be golden. We arrive at Bale Lake just in time to see something big running into the woods. I think we scared off the moose. Darn it! The battle lake site was just fine for the 2 of us and We settled in. The sunset was awesome that night and the chorus of frogs was 2 thumbs up. It was an incredibly serene feeling that we were 2 lakes away from the next group and had a small collection of lakes all to our selves. The moose never came back. We ate freeze dried spaghetti and garlic fry bread. The spaghetti was down right disgusting. I couldn't even gag it down after 3 days in. 

Day 4

We woke up late this morning and debated back and forth about staying or moving on. We finally flipped a flat rock with a mark on one side for moving or staying. We were moving. We packed up and continued on through the loop (Phantom, Spirit, Meat, Clark) and back out to Crab. The portage from Clark to Crab goes through the burn that happened earlier that summer. It was sad to see so many trees burnt but positively the undergrowth was very green and we heard birds chirping their songs. It really made is think about one spark, one moment, that's all it takes.

Back on Crab we decided to putter around and just take the first site that spoke to us. We weren't in a hurry but didn't want to venture off Crab. Unfortunately I didn't write the number of our site down anywhere in my notes and I can't recall which site we stayed at but I was absolutely appalled by its condition. There was litter in the kitchen, TP and human feces along the trail back to the latrine, a broken oar, and some dirty clothing left at the site. What? Seriously? I packed up what I could (everything but the TP, I couldn't stomach the touching of that without river gloves). After we cleaned up the site we busted out our frisbees and played frisbee golf, calling out trees and seeing how many throws to get to the tree. We had a 2 hour half time as we attempted to free an errant frisbee from a pine tree top. We threw rocks, shook the tree, threw some more rocks and alas, it fell out!

Day 5

Headed back to the landing at Burntside. I can't remember anything of significance happening this day and I don't have anything in my journal. I do recall geo b back to the landing and DNR (or equivalent) was there checking all incoming and out going boats for invasive species and some guy threw an absolute fit about cussing swearing and carrying on (welcome back to reality) about how this was an invasion of his rights to boat where ever he wants... bla bla bla. I felt bad for the guy doing his job and trying to protect water resources.

Anyway, that's all until this summer! I promise the next one won't be so delayed and will have greater detail!

 


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