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Honeymoon Trip
by PixiePaddler

Trip Type: Paddling Canoe
Entry Date: 07/02/2008
Entry Point: Fall Lake (EP 24)
Exit Point: Mudro Lake (EP 23)  
Number of Days: 7
Group Size: 2
Trip Introduction:
Well, here it is 2014. My husband and I have traveled into BWCA and Quetico for the past six years and we are in the midst of planning our seventh and my eighth (mother/daughter) trip this summer. He has been asking me to enter our trip reports since we started and I have never done it. So, I decided to get started on them and this is the first of our trips that we took back in 2008. It was our honeymoon trip (1 ½ years past our wedding day) and it began a love for the BWCA and Quetico that will follow us always. We are from Kansas and this trip was completely out of our element. We were so excited to get away from all the stress of everyday life and just enjoy some alone time in the wilderness. We left our four adult children and our cat behind. It was the best decision we ever made!
Day 1 of 7
Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Every moment from here forward is a new experience.

We had arrived at our outfitters and had been “briefed” on our packs, food and route the evening before taking off on our honeymoon adventure. The alarm woke us at 6am and we were on our way to Fall Lake after one last shower and breakfast. We were blissfully naïve and ready to roll. After being given a couple tips on how to pick up the canoe and pack our bags on the shore, we waved good bye to our outfitter and turned to face Fall Lake.

Immediately we saw that this was going to be a really hard day of paddling against the wind. After a morning of very strong wind and very sore arms, we pulled in for lunch. We were pleasantly surprised at the taste of our first drink of filtered water. We started off again into a strong wind. We were too dumb to stay put and had an unrealistic idea that we “had” to get to our first campsite that the outfitter had marked on our map. We about killed ourselves with my poor canoeing skills, lack of strength, and our poor map reading skills. We stopped at Pipestone falls and shared a fishing spot with another group (a father and his son). We caught quite a few smalleys and one walleye. Mark was hooked! We couldn’t turn back now.

We set up camp on the northwest end of Pipestone Bay of Basswood Lake. By 8pm we were in our tent fast asleep. What a hard day. There were tears (just mine), yelling, celebrating, grunting, and now…massive snoring!