Wednesday, June 27, 2012 Wednesday morning I’m up at 4:30 making some coffee and hopefully ready to see some wildlife. When the sun rises I notice some movement on the water across the lake and anxiously watch to see what it is. Amazingly, the animals turn and swim in our direction. It is a cow moose and two calves. Immediately, I wake up Jake and drag him out of the tent and into the canoe. We were able to watch the moose from the canoe for almost half an hour. We followed them to the island (I was amazed at how well they can swim). Once they landed on the island we could hear them bulldozing their way across the island and sure enough they exited on the other side and we watched them swim to the northeast shore. One of the calves was a bull and I was surprised at how large the calves were. (Is it possible that they remain with the cow over a year or do they grow that fast, I’m asking?) We returned to camp, woke the rest of the crew, ate breakfast and began paddling through the creeks heading to Gebe-on-e-quet. This morning we would see deer, beaver, otter and enjoy the peaceful trip down the narrow streams. One added bonus to this entire trip was the amazing amount of old growth red and white pine. I had read ahead that this area was known for having some of the oldest trees in the BWCA. We were not disappointed and oftentimes these giants were found along some of the portages and though the blue barrel was heavy many of the portages had a magical appearance and made for some great pictures.    The portage into Gebe-on-e-quet was short, steep and beautiful. Well worth dropping the packs on the lake side and going back to explore and take pictures of the waterfalls and trees. We decided to try to locate the campsite with the “chairs” and made it there after misinterpreting the directions to the site. From the north entry it is the second campsite on the western side of the lake. Hug the western shoreline and you will soon pass a nice campsite paddle another ½ mile and cross the western bay and you see the rocky incline leading to the chairs. Someone did an incredible amount of work. Does anyone know the story of how or when this was built?  After grilling some summer sausage for lunch the boys decide they want to continue on to Oyster Lake. I prefer to stay at this campsite but agree to proceed, only if someone portages my blue barrel. Who says wisdom isn't acquired with age. It works! Green and Rocky Lakes are appropriately named. Part of our group had proceeded ahead and secured the campsite on the southwest side of the penisula on Oyster. The 5 star site was available when we passed it so we took the tour, and though very nice, we joined the rest of the group a few hundred yards up the shore. Time for rest, swimming and enjoying the sites of the new lake.