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Lake One to Hudson July 28-31, 2010
by deaninmn

Trip Type: Paddling Canoe
Entry Date: 07/28/2010
Entry & Exit Point: Lake One (EP 30)
Number of Days: 5
Group Size: 4
Day 2 of 5
Thursday, July 29, 2010

Thursday AM greeted us with partly sunny skies and a light breeze. Perfect for paddling/portaging. I had purchased a GPS, and this trip would be a practice/figure-it-out exercise. I clicked to start tracking, and we were off. The first two portages were busy, and everyone was polite and considerate, as always. Next, a longer paddle through Lakes 2 , 3, and 4. By this time, I was ready to get out and move. Three more portages, the last one into Hudson being particularly rocky, and we were paddling in search of a campsite. We were hoping for the one on the island, and were glad to see that it was open. We landed and starting setting up camp. First order of business was to paddle back out and fill up the Katadyn bag filter, and get some water. None of us had any water with for the trip in, and the warm temps and portaging had taken it's toll on us. The original goal was to pack light, but we still ended up double-tripping the portages. We don't skimp on food, and we brought chairs as well. Also, the canoes we had were a Grumman aluminum and a Old Town Tripper... both 17 footers, and neither one what you would consider a lightweight. The next thing to do was to find some firewood. My son and I went into the woods and found some nice, dry stuff... cut it off with the camp saw and drug it back to camp. He began to clip off the branches with the hatchet, while I was busy with something else. I hear the chopping stop, and him make a grumbling noise, so I turn around to see him walking away from me, into the woods. He has his hand up, and is looking at it... it is completely covered in blood. OK, we've been here an hour, and we're 5 hours from a phone. I'm thinking “this is not good”. Turns out, a small piece of a branch had sprung up, and stuck him inside of his nose... bled like crazy for about 30 seconds. Scared the crap out of me! So then, with camp set up, some fluids back in, and a little rest, it was time for supper. This is where the extra portaging is rewarded... rib eye steaks over the fire. Never has anything tasted so good! It was 9:00 and some mosquitoes had appeared, so we decided to hit the tents. Shortly after, a light rain began to fall. It sprinkled off and on over the night... nothing major.