little indian souix to nina moose
Arriving at Little Indian Souix River that morning, we find it pretty busy, with a couple other groups loading in at the same time. We seem to be more organized, and get our stuff down the portage, load em up and shove off into a cloudless day of fun and sun
Matthew and Henry chug on ahead up the river, for most of the trip they are the scout party, no substitution for the endless energy of a 22 and 17 year old paddling like the canoes was on fire.
Nathan and I follow along, knowing we wont keep up the whole time, so we meander up the river pondering how many boxes of rice a roni we could make with all the rice we are paddling through.
last but not least Scott and Mare bring up the rear, zigging and zagging their way down the river, discussing the best way to canoe as only a married couple can
after paddling up stream and taking the mostly uneventful portage(uneventful except a buckle on my fancy new harness for the food pack broke) we come to Upper Prauness. Here we decide, its only day one and decide to stop, after checking out a couple empty campsites that would not accommodate our group, and a couple full ones, we grabbed the one directly out from the entrance to lake. Nathan, and Scott and I decide fishing is in order. we grab our rods, tied on some Lindy rigs and went to grab the leeches............ummmm the leeches that we bought and the outfitter did not deliver, and to our own fault we weren't thinking of at the time we shoved off. So there we were with a couple of rapalas and spoons and a ton of Lindy rigs and no leeches. fishing wasn't looking so good, but with weather clear and upper 80's and a lake full of swimming we were not disheartened for too long, our relaxing, sight seeing, fishing trip had become a relaxing, sight seeing trip that we would feebly attempt to fish on. So we spend the evening with a few cocktails and call it good