Boundary Waters, Trip Reports, BWCA, Stories

1985 Fall Lake--Beartrap River--Crooked Lake--Basswood Lake
by Spartan2

Trip Type: Paddling Canoe
Entry Date: 08/13/1985
Entry & Exit Point: Fall Lake (EP 24)
Number of Days: 9
Group Size: 2
Part 4 of 11
Day Two

0.5 miles 2 portages (120 rods)

We awoke at 5:30, went back to sleep and later wished we had stayed up. Up and going about 7:30. There is a nice sunrise. The wind is still blowing. We have eggs for breakfast (I am still not ready to give up on real eggs!) and also potato pancakes.

On the lake (Pipestone Bay) by 10 A. M., and it is choppy. We paddle across the pond and make the portage to Jackfish, with the sun out and the sky looking lovely. The wind blowing down Jackfish is unbelievable! Whitecaps and really dangerous looking water! We decide not to chance it, and go back over the portage to the campsite which is right at the portage. It isn’t a great campsite, but is OK, and if you are windbound you are just thankful for a place to make camp. I take advantage of the opportunity to shampoo, and wash out a few unmentionables. We nap and read and kill the time. For supper we have the rice and peas combination, and unplanned scrambled eggs (I dropped the egg box!) and chocolate cake. There is a piece missing on the reflector oven, so the cake is done over the fire, but it still is good.



There are big bee-like bugs here that are eating the numerous flies which have been buzzing around. It is interesting to watch—they sometimes can even grab them in mid-air! The weather is much calmer and nice. I really hope it lasts. We plan to rise early tomorrow and will decide then whether to change our itinerary or just try to make up for the lost day.

A leech attaches himself to the pot as I am rinsing it out. NOT one of my favorite creatures. We see a large turtle and also a beaver swimming in the lake.



It is a cold night for sleeping. I am glad for the wool socks and my warm mummy bag. Everything feels damp.