<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:49:30.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algonquin Park Canoe trip log June 20-27 2009</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-7774593089282420233</id><published>2009-07-02T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:19:04.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8-day Algonquin Park Canoe Trip Work UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole trip started as a high school graduation gift for my son.  For years he had wanted to go out either on a long hiking or canoe trip.  We joined a high adventure boyscout troop but all their events landed on weeks that where no good for our schedule.  So this being the year he graduates I started planning a canoe trip.  I was initially planning a trip to the Boundary waters.  A Friend mention why not look at Algonquin Provincial Park.  Well why not, it's 500 miles closer and looked as though it might have less traffic than the boundary waters just by the shear numbers of outfitters in the boundary waters.  We have never done a long canoe trip like this.  So my planning started before the 1st of the year.  I jumped on a lot of forums and searched the net for as much info as I could find.  I initially was planning on using a full service outfitter. But decided to do all that on my own.  I like to cook so the food menu was a big thing for me.  For months I slowly picked up camping items that I didn't have or items more suited for a canoe trip than car style camping.  I decided to pick up 2-30L barrels for food and dry storage.  Which faced me the next challenge of how to carry them on portages.  My goal was to do single portages.  As the months flew by I slowly gathered the gear needed and worked out what I thought would be the best method to carry everything.  My son would carry the 2-barrels and 1-drybag I would carry the tent, sleeping pads, tarp and other misc items along with the canoe.  My sons pack weighed in at 70lbs and my pack weighed in at around 27lbs plus the canoe and the items still in the canoe.  The only thing lacking was the true test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-7774593089282420233?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7774593089282420233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7774593089282420233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-day-algonquin-park-canoe-trip-work-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-1997390714241332341</id><published>2009-07-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:32:13.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Algonquin Park Getting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well our day finally arrived.  We have about a 500 mile drive from Ohio. We where headed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Huntsville&lt;/span&gt; Ontario the day before our canoe trip for a good nights rest and some local food.  Most of the drive was the normal highway senery.  We crossed into Canada at the Peace bridge then faught traffic as we ma&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaXeEdgFBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rCCwv4BFmsU/s1600-h/IMG_1777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaXeEdgFBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rCCwv4BFmsU/s320/IMG_1777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356635349653132306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;de our way north. On the way we stopped at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Famous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ebers&lt;/span&gt; Grill for a late lunch.  The food was good after a long day of driving.  Webers is the true fast food restraunt. I was amazed at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;speed&lt;/span&gt; of the cooking and serving.  But I guess if that's all you did every day it would become second nature to you.  We got back on our way heading for huntsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huntsville not a large town so it didn't take us long to find our hotel.  After checking in we headed downtown for some siteseeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huntsville is a quaint little town with a small town charm.  We walked down by the river and visited a few local stores.  One of them being Algonquin Outfitters where we pick up a few last minute items and chatted with the employees about our trip.  We also had to stop at Canadian Tire.  Now thats a Mans store.  Heck they even sell headers for your car or truck if you need them plus a lot of camping and fishing items.  My son was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaZpkFSOzI/AAAAAAAAADU/SxctunMsQYU/s1600-h/IMG_1778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaZpkFSOzI/AAAAAAAAADU/SxctunMsQYU/s320/IMG_1778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356637746143312690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-1997390714241332341?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/1997390714241332341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=1997390714241332341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/1997390714241332341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/1997390714241332341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-day-algonquin-park-canoe-trip-june-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaXeEdgFBI/AAAAAAAAADM/rCCwv4BFmsU/s72-c/IMG_1777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-2447763759258341407</id><published>2009-07-02T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:58:52.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Access #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Magenetawen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hambone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Trout&lt;br /&gt;Queer&lt;br /&gt;To the 1st camp site on the Tim River&lt;br /&gt;approx. 7-miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;2370 meters portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We woke up on our 1st day to some rain showers.  The weather forecast showed rain all day then nice weather for the next 7-days.  We wanted a good breakfast before we ventured out. so we headed downtown Huntsville for some pea meal bacon, eggs, pancakes and hash browns. Then off we went to the town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kearney&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kearney we picked up our camping permits at the park office and stop by to finalize our canoe rental.  Our canoe would be wa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl21jnAgj5I/AAAAAAAAALA/WS_9YIDEAjg/s1600-h/IMG_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl21jnAgj5I/AAAAAAAAALA/WS_9YIDEAjg/s320/IMG_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358638755011923858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;iting for us at access #3 chained to a tree. So off we went again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farther away from Kearney we went the more out in the wilderness it felt.  The park officer had warned us to watch out for turtles nesting and laying eggs on the way to the access point.It was drizzling but the temperature was very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we hit the end of the pavement and now began the long drive down the gravel road. We where driving my sons car which is low to the ground and had no mud flaps on it so our speed was pretty slow. Some spots in the road where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlafCQtBaPI/AAAAAAAAADc/JoLmL9oqNOU/s1600-h/IMG_1785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlafCQtBaPI/AAAAAAAAADc/JoLmL9oqNOU/s320/IMG_1785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356643667996141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice and smooth then all of a sudden you hit the shutter bumps which about shake your teeth out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't long before we started spotting the turtles. In some spots they where everywhere.  Farther down the road we spotted a giant bull moose with an impressive rack running through the woods. Wow we thought that thing was big. Then just a little farther as we are approaching some water next to the road a moose jumps out of the water just in front of the car. If not for hitting the brakes I think we would have hit it.  I'm not sure who was more surprised us or the moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a few more minutes we arrived to the access point.  There was only two other vehicles at the access point.  It's still drizzling which it ended up doing all day.  We where instantly attacked by mosquito's as we got out of the car.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deet&lt;/span&gt; and head nets ended up being our friend on this day and many others.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlafzsRvrfI/AAAAAAAAADk/oPccZvGT0GY/s1600-h/IMG_1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlafzsRvrfI/AAAAAAAAADk/oPccZvGT0GY/s320/IMG_1796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356644517211516402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the true test began. After all the months of planning and packing will all this stuff fit into the canoe.  I was surprised when it actually worked.  The pack with the 2-barrels and dry bag attached to the backpack frame fit across the canoe. The other pack fit just in font of the Yoke.  We finished up packing and preparing the canoe.  We donned our rain gear and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly we have not canoed in some time so I felt a little unstable at first till we both  adjusted ourselves to the canoe and rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short paddle and we found our 1st of many portages today.  This was a short 160 meter portage so this will be our trial portage to see if we can do it.  The goal from the beginning was to single portage to save time.  My son carried the barrels and dry bag at around 70lbs and I carried the canoe 1-pack and the misc gear we attached to the canoe.  So mine weighed in around 80lbs. I have never carried a canoe on my shoulders let alone carry it with a backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sons pack was heavy so I would have to lift the pack up so he could get strapped in before I could put my pack on and throw the canoe on my shoulders. I'm sure we looked clumsy at 1st but by the end of our trip we had turned into a well oiled machine during our portages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it  to Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bice&lt;/span&gt; Lake with 2-portages under our belt and it felt good.  The load was heavy but it seemed manageable to us now. We had taken off from the access point about the same time as 2 other people in kayaks. We passed them up on our second portage. Once onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hambone&lt;/span&gt; they headed for a different portage. So when we reached Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bice&lt;/span&gt; we where completely by ourselves. This is what we had hoped for. To be the only ones on a lake. Oh how quiet it was just nature. Even though it was raining it did not spoil it for us. It was so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bice&lt;/span&gt; was the largest lake we would travel today.  We decided to do a little trolling while we paddled.  I have never fished for trout so this would be all new to us.  I had stocked up on lures before the trip but most of them where smaller.  My son choose a larger spoon at Canadian tire the night before and decide to use it.  I used one of our smaller spoons.  We let out quite a bit of line on both poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfVzeIrJnI/AAAAAAAAALY/eb5MikMAYug/s1600-h/IMG_1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfVzeIrJnI/AAAAAAAAALY/eb5MikMAYug/s320/IMG_1794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361488961647355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slagvzn_dDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meCKYCMXEds/s1600-h/IMG_1793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slagvzn_dDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/meCKYCMXEds/s320/IMG_1793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356645549976024114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started paddling enjoying the beauty of the area.  Before long I watched Matt's pole start bending.  He grabbed the pole and started to fight the fish.  I reeled mine in and tried to keep the canoe steady.  The fish seemed to be straight down below the canoe.  Then all of a sudden his line went limp.  I thought he lost the fish but it turned out the line snapped and we lost the fish and his only big spoon.  We where both bummed, that could have been a nice snack.  We tried fishing some after that but did not get any other bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the end of Ralph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bice&lt;/span&gt; to a longer 440 meter portage to Little trout lake.  We could feel the weight more on this portage.  Little trout is a smaller lake which we paddled pretty quickly.  Very quiet and relaxing except for the seagulls dive bombing us.  We got to the next portage to Queer lake then a short paddle to the long portage of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days before our trip began we changed our trip plans for the 1st day. We wanted to get the long portage to the Tim river behind us instead of waiting till the next morning Our camp site for tonight would be the 1st campsite on the Tim river.  We reached the long portage to the Tim.  We loaded up and off we went. This portage started out going up hill.  We are still waring rain gear and our bug nets over our heads.  So I'm starting to sweat and huff and puff.  The portage was muddy so I slipped and fell with the canoe.  This didn't help.  My shoulders where getting sore from the canoe digging in.  I ended up going about 500 meters before I had to stop.  My son was feeling it also.  As we rested we decided that maybe it was best if we doubled portaged this long one.  We lighted up my sons load and I just carried my backpack.   So we started off again.  This portage seemed so long.  We had both removed our rain pants by now since we both sweating.  The trail was still muddy and the bushes where wet.  We reached the end and started back to pick up the rest of the gear.  We loaded my sons remainder of his load and I carried the canoe. I had to stop on the way again.  The canoe was digging into my shoulders.  I'm now wishing I had bought the canoe yoke pad in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hunstville&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm wondering what have we got ourselves into.  After a short breather the canoe seemed fine for about 400 meters till it started digging in again.  We reached the end and where both whipped.  The bugs where still out in force so we loaded up quickly and got on the Tim river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlakuPa0sDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5RpKsYMKg8g/s1600-h/IMG_1799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlakuPa0sDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5RpKsYMKg8g/s320/IMG_1799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356649921123758130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was now about 7:30 and we still had to find our campsite and eat dinner.  I was warned about the twisting and turning of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; river plus all the beaver damns.  wasn't long before we hit a beaver damn  then another and another.  I was starting to get worried about finding our camp site.  The beaver damns and log jams where slowing us down.  It was now after 8:30 before we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; spotted the campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park officer had suggested getting your fire started 1st to keep the bugs down.  I put Matt in charge of starting a fire.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; was wet but he found some dry tinder and got the fire started pretty quickly.  I got the tent set up as he got some coals going for dinner.  It was starting to get dark. The bugs seemed to have let up some So I started a dinner of steaks and garlic mashed potatoes.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; sat back enjoyed dinner and reflected on our 1st day. The whole time knowing we where out in the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;nowhere&lt;/span&gt; all by our selves except for the frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlalJDH-HcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1bE8exP-qps/s1600-h/IMG_1802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlalJDH-HcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/1bE8exP-qps/s320/IMG_1802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356650381679926722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-2447763759258341407?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/2447763759258341407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=2447763759258341407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/2447763759258341407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/2447763759258341407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-1-access-3-magenetawen-hambone.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl21jnAgj5I/AAAAAAAAALA/WS_9YIDEAjg/s72-c/IMG_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-7898707071171792020</id><published>2009-07-02T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:17:47.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim River to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shippagew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approx 10-14 miles since the river is so twisty&lt;br /&gt;860 meters of portages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started out with no rain.  The sky looked clear so it should be a good day.  My body was still sore from the long day yesterday and the portages. Plus I knew that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; morning we would have the longest portage of our trip.  I really was not looking forward to that.  The bugs where out but didn't seem as bad as the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some coffee and breakfast we broke camp and said goodbye to our 1st campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slal84CK4fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tZP4uWKeKbg/s1600-h/IMG_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slal84CK4fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tZP4uWKeKbg/s320/IMG_1803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356651272056005106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the Tim river we headed.  Yesterday we crossed beaver damn after beaver damn but today they eased up some.  The river is twisty back and forth and narrow.   T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oday&lt;/span&gt; was a good day to really learn how to steer your canoe.  The water depth varied in the river from shallow to deep.  The river sported all kinds of plant life.  The grass in the river looked like long flowing hair and on the land wild flowers where everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read many trip logs about the Tim river and the length of time to do the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlamQuf4ViI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gwpqL6l9tNY/s1600-h/IMG_1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlamQuf4ViI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gwpqL6l9tNY/s320/IMG_1806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356651613093647906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; river.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; to say they are all true.  The river was endless it seemed.  We paddled and paddled.  The day turned out to be a wonderful day, sunny with a slight breeze and bugs where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.  Both of us liked being in smaller water since you can see all around you better.  nature was everywhere.  Except for the little noise we made it was quite.  There wasn't any planes flying over just the sounds of nature.  Pretty relaxing even though your body was sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about noon when we made our 1st portage of the day.  Just after the rapids we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to try some fishing in the rapids.  We used some little silver spoons and started catching fish.  nothing supper big but fish is fish when it comes to fighting them.  This is where we had our 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; with the black flies. We both had our long shirts and bug nets on plus our gloves.  The black flies where attracted to the dark color of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfWM949qiI/AAAAAAAAALg/nhTz4gEL6ag/s1600-h/IMG_1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfWM949qiI/AAAAAAAAALg/nhTz4gEL6ag/s320/IMG_1817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361489399668124194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my gloves.  They would not move off my hand for anything. You could  swat them but back they would come.  They where not biting though the gloves so we just had to learn to tolerate them.  We saved a few of our catch and started a fire at the nearby campground and cooked up some fish for lunch.  This was a nice break in the middle of day.  Smoke from the fire chased away the bugs so we could remove our head nets and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stop took us 2-hours and we where only half way on our trip so we put the fire out and started paddling again.  We made our next portage in short time and kept heading down the river towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shippagew&lt;/span&gt;.  The river opened up more and the trees spread apart.  Felt more like  paddling in a large open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; with tree lines on the edges.    The wind had pick up and was blowing pretty hard at our face.  I thought the wind blew out of the west where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;is wind was coming out of the north northeast.  Blowing wind slowed down our progress and made paddling more strenuous.  This went on for hours it seemed.  Our arms started to feel the affect of the wind.  We spotted a moose on one of the many curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slamt2s8rmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h2gry05WI1s/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slamt2s8rmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/h2gry05WI1s/s320/IMG_1822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652113512148578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Beaver damns, I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlanHqgNsWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VKH0Maw90NI/s1600-h/IMG_1835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlanHqgNsWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VKH0Maw90NI/s320/IMG_1835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356652556914110818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thought we where done with those hours ago but the Tim river still threw more at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made it into the cover of trees so the wind had slowed down and the river narrowed up.  This made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;paddling&lt;/span&gt; easier.  We spooked another moose on the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to our last portage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Shippagew&lt;/span&gt;.  We made short work of this and headed for a campsite.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Shippagew&lt;/span&gt; is a smaller lake not to wide.  The wind was blowing again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; at our faces.  We could see the red markings of the campgrounds but our progress was slow with the wind. We both wanted to get off the water and relax so we pushed hard and made it to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our campsite we chose was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; with great views of the lake.  We where glad we made land and could relax while staring out at the lake.  The bugs had died down so we could shed some clothes and kick back. We made some dinner and just enjoyed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slaoq9pxmnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/G6qCNHN07XQ/s1600-h/IMG_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slaoq9pxmnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/G6qCNHN07XQ/s320/IMG_1838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356654262861535858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;roundings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaogG5eSeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Yw5f2Ekr620/s1600-h/IMG_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlaogG5eSeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Yw5f2Ekr620/s320/IMG_1839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356654076364736994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when the water calmed down to glass we went for a short paddle around. Just stopping to listen and stare.  The loons where calling all around.  Once back to camp we watched some beavers swimming around in the lake near camp.  Another wonderful day and we did not see another person all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-7898707071171792020?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/7898707071171792020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=7898707071171792020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7898707071171792020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7898707071171792020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-2-tim-river-to-shippagew-approx-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slal84CK4fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tZP4uWKeKbg/s72-c/IMG_1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-3311278585955987597</id><published>2009-07-02T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:05:21.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shippagew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longer lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Burntroot&lt;/span&gt; Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approx. 8 miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;1950 meters portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We awoke to another fine day.  I tend to wake up on the early side more when it turns light out side.  So I was normally up around 5:30.  Matt always slept till the coffee was ready.  There was a slight mist on the lake and the lake was calm.  While making the coffee I spotted a moose grazing just across the water and also what looked like a deer on the waters edge or a baby moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a perfect campsite with a nice view of the lake around you.  It's hard to believe how quiet things are without all the noises of your normal life.  You could here noises from across the water. Frogs croaking on both sides of the shore a mile away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have sat and starred all day but we knew we had a long portage ahead plus much more scenery for us today.  So we started packing up camp, loading the canoe and putting out the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out for the big portage.  The water was calm and the temps where very comfortable.  The sky's where clear and the sun was out.  Since the last portage was rough on us we decided to double portage this long one. We split up the gear and off we went with the 1st load.  This portage is up and down several hills and is long. The easy load of the backpack was not a problem for me.  I was not looking forward to hauling the canoe up and down the hills.  My shoulders did not like carrying the canoe.  It rubbed and made my shoulders sore.  We made it back for the second load.  Matt decided to go off ahead since his load was a light one this trip.  I new I would have to stop a few times to give my shoulders a rest. The mosquito's where worse on the portages so we wore our head nets and long sleeve shirts.  Off I went.   wasn't long before I started to sweat and huff and puff up the hills.  I probably went 500 meters before my shoulders where sore from the canoe.  My back was also hurting some from leaning forward while carrying the canoe.  I think I was leaning forward to help how the canoe was rubbing on my shoulders.  I probably stopped another two times before I finally made the end where I found Matt resting up against a tree at the waters edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8LhZQ4HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kpsFZnDIX34/s1600-h/IMG_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8LhZQ4HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kpsFZnDIX34/s320/IMG_1844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357309031630299250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wind had picked up some on this side.  The wind tended to scare away the bugs.  We rested and cooled down a bit before setting off again.  Longer lake was somewhat narrow and the wind was slowing us down some.  It seemed that in this lake we spotted more submerged logs or logs that sunk years ago when they where logging.  Since the logs all seemed like they where cut on both ends and looked to be the same length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8Wc00RYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RxyF68TGumE/s1600-h/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8Wc00RYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/RxyF68TGumE/s320/IMG_1845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357309219382248834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rowed farther till the lake narrowed up even more.  Matt liked this part of the lake.  He said it looked like we where paddling though a flooded field.  The depth got really shallow and current got stronger also along with the wind.  We spotted a mother duck with her full entourage of baby ducks.  They would get on her back then slip off then get back on.  It was pretty funny to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8ib1SWeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NNxELfUYZUs/s1600-h/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8ib1SWeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NNxELfUYZUs/s320/IMG_1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357309425274214882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    We slowly made our way to the 1st set of portages around the rapids.  These&lt;br /&gt;where all short portages today.  We did stop and try our luck fishing after the rapids with no real luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfWmGczbJI/AAAAAAAAALo/LeUFVW-C4Q0/s1600-h/IMG_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfWmGczbJI/AAAAAAAAALo/LeUFVW-C4Q0/s320/IMG_1850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361489831462661266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our next portage we spotted a moose on the bank pretty close.  We slowly paddled forward to view the moose.  This moose didn't seem to worried about us.  If they did get scared they would just move away slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept paddling some into the wind.  We stopped at another campsite for some lunch.  After lunch we kept on paddling up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;burntroot&lt;/span&gt; to find a campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the larger section of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Burntroot&lt;/span&gt; and the wind was blowing at our faces.  The Waves had increased a bit I was getting worried about paddling across the big lake to find a campsite.  We had previously looked at the map to spot campsites.  We had chosen a couple but once we got close they didn't seem that great.  The lake was still rough and slow going.  The map showed a Island site with two campsites so we headed for that site.  Once we where close the island shielded us from the wind and the waves calmed down.  We spotted a site with a sandy beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8nj8NNxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/itJnVuCa_2U/s1600-h/IMG_1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8nj8NNxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/itJnVuCa_2U/s320/IMG_1852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357309513350067986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick inspection of the island we figured this would be a nice campsite.  The sun was hot today and I was starting to stink.  The sandy beach was a whole new and exciting  perspective. We quickly set up camp.  We decided now was a good time for a swim.  The water was cool.  after a little adjusting to the temps we where swimming and enjoying the peaceful setting of this campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was hot plus a slight breeze so the bugs seemed to go into hiding.  We where really getting relaxed on this island with nobody else in sight.  In fact we have not seen anybody since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hambone&lt;/span&gt; on day 1.  We adjusted very well to island living.   After our swim and cool down period we explored the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had picked up many books on edible plants for the area plus other plant books.  So we headed out to explore the island.  We where looking for plants to make some tea with or eat. We could not find the plant we wanted  for tea but we found many really neat and colorful &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8uGOsVbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZhK2OcovK80/s1600-h/IMG_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8uGOsVbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZhK2OcovK80/s320/IMG_1853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357309625633625522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;plants.  We did strike out on our plants for tea so we resorted to making some tea with Hemlock.  I have never done this before but my son was really wanting to do this.  So we chose the perfect hemlock to make some tea later. While searching we found many flowering plants on the island.  We looked all of them up in our plant books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made some dinner and just sat back and enjoyed the sights and sounds of nature.  For the last couple days I have been hearing a sound in the background.  It almost sounded like the distant sound of a motorcycle race.  It was high pitched hum in background almost all the time.  We figured out that the hum was bugs.  Not the sound of a bug going in your ear but a faint constant hum in the background.  I would hear this even when the bugs where not biting but it had to be quiet to really hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat around the campfire made some fresh Bannock and stayed up to watch the stars.  It takes for ever for it to get dark.  Even after the sun set there was light on the horizon for hours. At 11:00PM there was still some light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-3311278585955987597?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/3311278585955987597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=3311278585955987597&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/3311278585955987597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/3311278585955987597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-3-shippagew-longer-lake-burntroot.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Slj8LhZQ4HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kpsFZnDIX34/s72-c/IMG_1844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-7025925185281034278</id><published>2009-07-02T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:59:57.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing day on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Burntroot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side trip to Portal Rapids&lt;br /&gt;Side trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barnet&lt;/span&gt; Depot farm&lt;br /&gt;Approx. 6.5 miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I slept in later than my normal since we stayed up late to view the stars.  The day was perfect again.  Just a slight breeze and the water was flat. We had decided to head for the portal rapids at the end of the lake.  So we packed our day bag and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was flat and perfect.  The canoe felt good without all our gear and it moved fast with no wind. I like the sound of paddling on a smooth lake.  All you hear is the sound of the water dripping off your paddles on the way forward to take another stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was long so we would stop once and awhile to just listen and stare.  Near the end of the lake I think we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; a beaver swimming in the water.  I really don't think he noticed us till we where on top of him.  He swam around us  a bit then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlnkeeouwOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rx6b-Fdfxd8/s1600-h/IMG_1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlnkeeouwOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rx6b-Fdfxd8/s320/IMG_1862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357564444005023970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cked&lt;/span&gt; his tail and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found the rapids.  Which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; two sets of rapids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; by a small strip of land.  One set of rapids looked as though it was a damn of some sort years ago.  There was old timbers with long bolts hanging out.   We landed the canoe grabbed our fishing poles and headed out to try some fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlnicaOZSII/AAAAAAAAAFs/ojsXKq3SYa0/s1600-h/IMG_1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlnicaOZSII/AAAAAAAAAFs/ojsXKq3SYa0/s320/IMG_1857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357562209437829250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We where catching many small fish.  in both sets of rapids.  We stayed for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;awhile&lt;/span&gt; before heading back towards camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was close to lunch time so we stop by another campsite and had some lunch while gazing out over the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back we past a couple small islands that looked to be nesting areas for what I think are ducks.  Some of them looked black with long heads.  I didn't have any bird books so we where not sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was still perfectly calm but the temps where rising.  I think this may be the hottest it has been.  It felt like a long paddle back since both of us where tired and just needed a good day to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back at our private island we both went for a swim.  The sandy beach made it fun.  After swimming we wadded around in the water playing with all the clams and small fish.  We spotted many fish guarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; eggs.  So we just watched them as they scared the other fish away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfW4FgcU3I/AAAAAAAAALw/xiEkk2LElDk/s1600-h/IMG_1861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfW4FgcU3I/AAAAAAAAALw/xiEkk2LElDk/s320/IMG_1861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361490140447134578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting hotter by the minute so we both headed back to the shade in camp.  That’s what was nice about this campsite.  You could go soak up rays or go sit in the shade.  The island was pretty narrow where the campsite was so there always seemed to be a slight breeze.  We where both relaxing.  Matt was tired so he headed for the tent for a nap.  I sat back up against a tree and sipped on some tequila.  Right now is when I started craving and ice cold drink or a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing in my journal and reflecting on our experience.  But my shoulders where still sore from the long portages. This is when I decided to get innovative and figure out a way to add some padding between the canoe and my shoulders.  After looking through what I had to work with I came up with an idea.  I had brought two quick dry towels.  When you fold them up a certain way it was about 1”-1.5” of padding.  They where folded at the ends so I could lace some small rope at the ends and tie it to the yoke.  This I figured would work perfect.  I would find out the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was asleep so I sat back on the beach again.  It’s quiet again. No other people or noise just nature.  Pretty relaxing.  It’s hard to explain you just have to be there and experience it.  I just hope Matt was feeling the same way I did.&lt;br /&gt;It was still hot so I waded some more in the water to cool off.  Pretty relaxing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl08w-uI6FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tzrEvxJeEio/s1600-h/IMG_1873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl08w-uI6FI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tzrEvxJeEio/s320/IMG_1873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505943808665682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we took a short paddle to the Alligator and logging depot.  The water was still flat and calm.  We explored a little around the site.   The big field had plenty of wild flowers growing and wild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;strawberries&lt;/span&gt; growing.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;strawberries&lt;/span&gt; where not ripe yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting near sunset so we paddled slowly back towards camp hugging the shore line.  Once back at camp we got the fire going and made some more hemlock tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl087K7e3UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qmwnf4jFXPs/s1600-h/IMG_1877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl087K7e3UI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Qmwnf4jFXPs/s320/IMG_1877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506118884547906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl081TLXSZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PKtgnqzOCnk/s1600-h/IMG_1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl081TLXSZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PKtgnqzOCnk/s320/IMG_1874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506018019428754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl08_LXadWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/toWHjEnAEOU/s1600-h/IMG_1878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl08_LXadWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/toWHjEnAEOU/s320/IMG_1878.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506187721176418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-7025925185281034278?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/7025925185281034278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=7025925185281034278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7025925185281034278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/7025925185281034278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-4-relaxing-day-on-burntroot-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SlnkeeouwOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Rx6b-Fdfxd8/s72-c/IMG_1862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-971836884131365069</id><published>2009-07-02T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:56:26.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burntroot&lt;br /&gt;Longer lake&lt;br /&gt;Big Trout lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approx 8 miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;415 meters portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to another day with no rain.  There was a slight breeze and the sun was rising.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe it was our 5th day already.  After breakfast we packed up camp and said goodbye to our island campsite.  So far this has been the best site we stayed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen yellow stuff in the water the whole time we have been here. We where not sure what it was.  Then some time during our paddling we where both looking at a shore line when a whole pine tree released the pollen at one time.  Just a big cloud of yellow came off the tree all at once.  Both of us have never seen that.  So now we knew what was in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-JZMVM9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tQdVPm-VeNs/s1600-h/IMG_1883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-JZMVM9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tQdVPm-VeNs/s320/IMG_1883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507462743110610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmZN0KIbPwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3ZZj5dDBHW8/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmZN0KIbPwI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3ZZj5dDBHW8/s320/IMG_1881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361057964899385090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-OsJlBnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kai8GW8QgCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-OsJlBnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kai8GW8QgCQ/s320/IMG_1884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507553731184242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on our way to Big Trout lake. The lake was calm but the temps where getting hot again today.  On our way we stopped by an island campsite with a big rock overlook.  We sat back and enjoyed the view and snapped a couple pictures with one of the pollen in the water.  This was a really neat campsite with a great view.  Matt wanted a campsite like this on big trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-Tv7mJ1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/4B-R6W6ubJ8/s1600-h/IMG_1886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-Tv7mJ1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/4B-R6W6ubJ8/s320/IMG_1886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507640645625682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept on paddling towards our 1st portage.  We are in a shallow and marshy area when we spot a moose and her baby.  The water was really shallow so we kept back away a good distance.  We watch till mom wanted to get her and the baby away from us and into the cover of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the 1st portage we tried our luck fishing again. No luck there so we headed for the next portage.  We tried fishing again in the rapids but still no luck.  So off we went for longer lake.  Matt really likes the shallow narrow part of longer lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-aNLgzpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/93iNAbsLJYM/s1600-h/IMG_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-aNLgzpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/93iNAbsLJYM/s320/IMG_1888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507751576227474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfXWO7eyKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ArX-pqjNjTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfXWO7eyKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ArX-pqjNjTQ/s320/IMG_1889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361490658372536482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfXk6hnTuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/v-Y0BXqjkzE/s1600-h/IMG_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfXk6hnTuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/v-Y0BXqjkzE/s320/IMG_1891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361490910593371874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wind changed on our way back through longer lake.  When we headed east from access#3 the wind was against us or coming out of the north or northeast.   Now on our way back west the wind was in our faces again. But this direction is normal.  So we had to paddle into the wind both ways.  Just like walking to school uphill both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now we where both getting pretty efficient at rowing and portaging.  So we easily made our way down longer lake to the last portage of the day.  We stopped for lunch at a campsite next to the waterfalls coming from Big Trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on to Big Trout we didn’t paddle very long till Matt spotted an Island camp site with some high rocks.  We stopped and checked out the island and decided to stay.  The day was sunny and hot again.  We had to put up&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0_AK8VOKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3Z_Bdet3GAk/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0_AK8VOKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3Z_Bdet3GAk/s320/IMG_1894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508403810711714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our tarp for the 1st time for some needed shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it too Big Tout on the early side of the day so we did a little fishing but didn’t have any luck.  I went for a swim to cool off. Then we both sat back to relaxed and discuss our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we picked up our camping permit the ranger told us that if we needed to change our route plans that it was Ok since the park was pretty empty and was not booked up.&lt;br /&gt;We where both tired from paddling and portaging. So we starting looking at options to our long trip back to the access point.  Since we have never done this b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfX12i8DKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lWXkMT63xTY/s1600-h/IMG_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfX12i8DKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lWXkMT63xTY/s320/IMG_1897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361491201582959778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;efore I may have misjudged how far a good distance to travel each day is.  When you look at the map the route I chose looks good.  But when you factor in the few long portages and the wind at our faces both ways it really wears you out.  Both of us didn’t want to keep pushing but wanted to enjoy the trip more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting late in the day when we heard noises.  Sounded like a motor.  As of this point in the trip we have not seen anybody.  We finally spotted a boat pulling a canoe way off in the distance.  Then later on we spotted a canoe with two people trolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both thought the lake was busy and that we truly enjoyed being the only people on the lakes.  We decided to start our trip back to access#3 a day sooner so we could explore a little more and get off the big lake.  Or plan was to head to White trout the next day instead of staying on Big Trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later explor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-zN8Mt2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cBQShSqGbZg/s1600-h/IMG_1906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-zN8Mt2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cBQShSqGbZg/s320/IMG_1906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508181277161314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed the island and found some neat wildflowers again.  It was getting close to sunset so we sat on our big rock looking down about 30’ to the water and watched the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we sat around the fire pit overlooking the beautiful lake in the background.  Matt wanted some more Bannock.  But this time we stuffed them with some pepperoni and cheese.  These turned out pretty darn good, just needed some pizza sauce with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-4NF8fvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O9kJX6VB9Es/s1600-h/IMG_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-4NF8fvI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O9kJX6VB9Es/s320/IMG_1908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358508266948951794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-971836884131365069?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/971836884131365069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=971836884131365069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/971836884131365069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/971836884131365069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-5-burntroot-longer-lake-big-trout.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl0-JZMVM9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/tQdVPm-VeNs/s72-c/IMG_1883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-2565572973922838253</id><published>2009-07-02T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:28:31.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 6&lt;br /&gt;Big Trout&lt;br /&gt;White Trout&lt;br /&gt;Grassy Bay&lt;br /&gt;McIntosh Creek&lt;br /&gt;McIntosh Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approx 11 miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;1320 Meters Portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke to another perfect day.  The lake was calm and there was just a slight breeze.  The birds where chirping all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the fire to get breakfast and coffee going.  It’s been fun cooking everything on the fire.  I brought a stove and fuel but have not used them yet.  I’ve come to realize that the most important things we needed for this trip are fire and water. Well the bug spray and nets has been a good thing too.  It’s been hot on this trip and I’ve been amazed at how much water we have purified each day.  I think yesterday went drank almost 6 liters not including the coffee water.  We have been pumping about twice a day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We packed up the canoe and off we went towards White trout.  The lake was calm so we tossed some lures out to troll on the way.  This was another perfect day on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vB2qaiRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-VXdDukNFuI/s1600-h/IMG_1911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vB2qaiRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-VXdDukNFuI/s320/IMG_1911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358631578028902674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to get close to the narrows between big trout and white trout when we spotted a campsite with other campers there.  This is the 1st campsite other than ours that we have seen occupied since we left 6-days ago.  We kept trolling and through the narrows with no luck so we gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned on stopping by the old McLaughlin farm depot to explore. So we started to head that way.  The wind had picked up some and there was a little chop on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the depot site and hopped out to explore.  The site had large clearings mixed with a few trees here and there plus wil&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vJmtRJVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/scXzqkv5b88/s1600-h/IMG_1912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vJmtRJVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/scXzqkv5b88/s320/IMG_1912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358631711184856402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d flowers everywhere. We found all sorts of neat flowers.  The bees where also finding the flowers you could hear the buzz. We spotted what looked like and old well and some tim&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vO8--KFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/96pTOcz9bFk/s1600-h/IMG_1914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vO8--KFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/96pTOcz9bFk/s320/IMG_1914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358631803064035410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bers from what was a building at sometime.  Next thing we saw was wild strawberries that are ripe.  So we sat down and started to eat.  Sweet and small but plentiful so we kept on eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vUQjk2iI/AAAAAAAAAH4/G-Df6mmbS4U/s1600-h/IMG_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vUQjk2iI/AAAAAAAAAH4/G-Df6mmbS4U/s320/IMG_1915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358631894217185826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vdvOQX3I/AAAAAAAAAII/GJD_nUOehcc/s1600-h/IMG_1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vdvOQX3I/AAAAAAAAAII/GJD_nUOehcc/s320/IMG_1924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632057068085106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vY5mESMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/U_zPWGtvzVk/s1600-h/IMG_1923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vY5mESMI/AAAAAAAAAIA/U_zPWGtvzVk/s320/IMG_1923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358631973952964802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was worried some about bears since they too like berries.  When then spotted some bear scat so I kept my eyes peeled.  We kept on wondering in the field.  I was climbing higher up the hill to get a better picture of the lake.  Out of the corner of my eye I spotted something black.  I ducted down and sure enough there was a bear also grazing in the berries.  There was a small group of scrub trees somewhat blocking the bear seeing me. Matt was farther down the hill.  I called out for him to duck down and get behind me.  We walked farther up the hill using the slight cover of the small of bunch scrub trees.  We finally got out in the open so Matt could see the bear.   This was his 1st bear in the wild and my second.  Wasn’t long before the bear spotted us, stood up on his hind legs for a better view then high tailed it too the woods.  Matt and I where both really excited to have seen a bear in the wild like this and not in our camp.  After the bear we got our picture and headed back down to the canoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfYIF_FJZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DZA7_6EvFgk/s1600-h/IMG_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfYIF_FJZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DZA7_6EvFgk/s320/IMG_1925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361491514965173650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back out on white trout. On the opposite side of the lake was a large rock cliff that we paddled for.  Farther down the lake we spotted another campsite that was occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2viWhdgZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Fhh0aGebUhc/s1600-h/IMG_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2viWhdgZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Fhh0aGebUhc/s320/IMG_1926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632136337097106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we changed our travel plans the night before we planned on camping on white trout tonight near grassy bay and taking a hike up to the fire tower using the trail shown on the maps. We found a campsite on the end of the lake before grassy bay.  We unloaded the canoe and had lunch.  I was not real pleased with this campsite so I did not unpack or set up camp yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hopped in the canoe and headed for the ranger cabin where the trail head was supposed to be.   As we approached the ranger cabin we saw two guys loading gear on the dock.  This would be the 1st people we talked with in 6-days. We found out they are waiting on the float plane to take them back home.  They have been in the park for 10-days clearing the fallen trees and sprucing up the campsites.  What was nice is that they where only about a day or two ahead of us.  That explains why most of the campsites and portages had fresh saw dust from chainsaws.  Must have been some pretty heavy storms over the winter since we spotted big trees down all over the park and on portages.  When we asked about the fire tower trail, they advised us not to hike for the fire tower.  The last person who tried they found lost a couple days later.  I guess there is no marked or visible trail to the fire tower anymore.  Bummer since we both wanted to go on a hike.  Instead we filled some water bottles up with cold spring water from behind the cabin. Closest thing to ice cubes in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed back towards the campsite. On the way the back we watched the float plane take off with the rangers.  It was early so we grabbed our plant books and headed for the swampy area to find plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found many plants and watched little fish near the dense growth.  As we where talking about how quick we paddle this far today.  The wind was blowing at our backs for once today so we both decided to head back to camp load up our gear and head farther towards McIntosh lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t you know it?  Soon as we started through grassy bay the wind shifted and started blowing in our faces again.   We just kept on paddling.  Grassy bay was a big marsh area with a path zig zagging though the lily pads and plants.  Perfect area for moose.  We spotted many birds, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vnk4OOVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v1qqBT1M8TA/s1600-h/IMG_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vnk4OOVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/v1qqBT1M8TA/s320/IMG_1930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632226090006866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ducks and other wildlife along the way.  Grassy bay narrowed down then we finally reached our 1st portage of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vstk2PpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mwMJzBSt_Hs/s1600-h/IMG_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vstk2PpI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mwMJzBSt_Hs/s320/IMG_1932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632314324008594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would have two slightley long portages before we would reach McIntosh lake  so I rigged up my pads to try them out.  I Helped Matt getting his backpack on.  Which was getting lighter by the day since our food stash was dwindling.  I threw my backpack on and tossed the canoe on my shoulders and started off.  The 1st thing I noticed was I could stand straight up now without bending over.  This h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vxtJ7hlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1eUL0b0-uyU/s1600-h/IMG_1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vxtJ7hlI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1eUL0b0-uyU/s320/IMG_1936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632400110454354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;elped to balance the canoe better. I was glad since the mosquitos seemed to always attack your elbows on the portages.  So one hand would be shoeing them away.  I made easy work of the portage without any &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfYncJOd8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/332RHyCs4Js/s1600-h/IMG_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfYncJOd8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/332RHyCs4Js/s320/IMG_1933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361492053489252290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pain in my shoulders. I wish I would have know this when we started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished this poratge got back on the river and headed for the next portage. We got to the next portage and started out agian like we knew what we where doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached McIntosh and started looking for a campsite.  It was late in the day we had paddled a pretty good distance today with a head wind most of the day so we are both tired and getting cranky.  We started looking for campsites. Matt chose a campsite that I didn't like since it was completley out in the open and the wind was blowing.   The firepit was at the waters edge with no trees.  I made him get back in the canoe and look again.  He was not happy with me.  We paddled towards another site the wind was blowing and the lake was pretty choppy.  Matt quit paddling so I ended up paddling some by myself.  I stopped and decided to pump some water since our water bottles are about empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt seemed to wake up and we both started paddling till we found another island campsite that was not so exposed.  This campsite was a much better site.  We are both getting good at setting up camp and finding firewood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2v2p-Mu9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/bPEf_lYzYPs/s1600-h/IMG_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2v2p-Mu9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/bPEf_lYzYPs/s320/IMG_1937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632485155290066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you new it the fire was going and we started dinner.  We have not sat in chairs with real backs all week so we both needed to support our backs.  The logs used for seats at the camp made for some nice backrests.  We both lounged around camp till sunset and watched the sunset again for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening Matt made the last batch of Bannock we had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-2565572973922838253?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/2565572973922838253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=2565572973922838253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/2565572973922838253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/2565572973922838253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-6-big-trout-white-trout-grassy-bay.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2vB2qaiRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-VXdDukNFuI/s72-c/IMG_1911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-6087798593669952177</id><published>2009-07-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:32:24.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McIntosh Lake&lt;br /&gt;Timberwolf Lake&lt;br /&gt;Misty Lake&lt;br /&gt;Little Misty Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;approx. 8.5 Miles&lt;br /&gt;1475 meters portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during the night I woke to the sound of thunder.  This went on till it rain a little.  Not sure how long it rained since I was dozing in and out.  I slept in later than normal today and didn't crawl out of the tent till almost 7:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2y_jGyveI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0WiQp2KBNVc/s1600-h/IMG_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2y_jGyveI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0WiQp2KBNVc/s320/IMG_1949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358635936465993186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfZFVer4jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gNcCnuRsZeY/s1600-h/IMG_1945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfZFVer4jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gNcCnuRsZeY/s320/IMG_1945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361492567096287794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went ahead and did the normal for me in the morning and got the fire and water started.  It was cloudy today with a breeze but I couldn't tell if it was going to rain or not.  After breakfast we packed up and headed for timberwolf. The lake had a good chop since the wind was blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found our way to the 1st portage.  Timberwolf was a smaller lake similar to McIntosh but the wind seemed to be blowing harder and the waves where bigger.  We tried some trolling but Matt got hung up good and snapped his line.  The waves where just to big so we headed for the shoreline to hopefully find some calmer water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up paddling all the way around timberwolf.  We found a campsite near the end of timberwolf where it narrows down to a river.  We had some lunch and spotted a couple more paddlers. We had decided to take the back way into Misty and bypass the longer 780 meter portage to go for the shorter 120 meter portage but this added distance on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zI40uPVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GQTWacEesMI/s1600-h/IMG_1955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zI40uPVI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GQTWacEesMI/s320/IMG_1955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636096914603346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once through with the short portage we found ourselves on Misty.  The lake seemed to have different tree's than what we have viewed on the past lakes farther to the east. The landscape also looked better suited for wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We paddled all the way down the lake with a headwind.  This slowed our progress quite a bit.  Misty was a nice lake from what we could tell it had plenty of diversity. But since we are closer to civilization we also started spotting more and more people.  Our goal had been to see nobody or &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zFIjb8uI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_f6_ePF--Po/s1600-h/IMG_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zFIjb8uI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_f6_ePF--Po/s320/IMG_1952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636032417592034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very few people on our trip.  So far we had been pretty successful with this goal.  We had modified our trip plans a couple days back. Today's plans are to hopefully get the only campsite on little misty lake.   The bad part was the long portage to little misty.  If the campsite was taken  our only option was to push a couple hours forward to the next campsite or backtrack to misty where there are more campsites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the 935 meter portage in a single carry.  My impromptu pads are doing the trick and my shoulders are not sore like before. I also think we both have gotten more into shape for the portages and paddling.  The only thing that did not change are the bugs. They still seemed to be bad on the portages.  The end of the portage was slightly down hill and muddy.  I slipped and fell carrying the canoe.  This hurt my leg and back.  I got back up and finished the portage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loaded back up and headed down the lake for the campsite.  It was still cloudy and we had a headwind.  The wind has been bad today and really gave us a workout paddling and keeping the canoe going straight.  We found the camp empty and where happy since.  Neither of us wanted to push farther or turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zO3cQJVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eHF-nePjXWA/s1600-h/IMG_1960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zO3cQJVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/eHF-nePjXWA/s320/IMG_1960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636199622747474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp had some blown down trees that where partially cleared away.  One big tree had fallen  on the fire pit and was laying directly next to it.   There was only 1 flat spot good for a tent next to the trail leading to the thunder box.  It was late so I set up the tent while Matt got a fire started for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We liked this lake.  It was small and narrow and we are the only ones here.  There was a rock on edge  next to the lake that we ate dinner on.  We sat in silence just staring out and enjoying our last night in Algonquin.  Then we both started reflecting on our trip the good an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zT53kk0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3aCoA3msvu0/s1600-h/IMG_1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zT53kk0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3aCoA3msvu0/s320/IMG_1963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636286173549378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d the bad.  We both agreed that our 1st 5-days where the best.  Mainly because we did not see or run into anybody. The closer we get back to the access point the more people we are seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both hope that someday we will be able to visit the park again.  These past 7-days have gone by way to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on I needed to filter some water so I sat down on the rock and tossed the end of the filter in the water and started pumping.  I was watching the fish and just staring out when out of the corner of my eye I spotted something big in the water.  I jerked back to find a big snapper trying to go after my filter in the water.   This guy really wanted my filter.  He stayed around for a long time.  It was funny to hear him brea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zX-SwnWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/drPvhs6UfYU/s1600-h/IMG_1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2zX-SwnWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/drPvhs6UfYU/s320/IMG_1965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358636356080803170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;th out of his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfZmk6tnrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ExjzdBJYsr0/s1600-h/IMG_1967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmfZmk6tnrI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ExjzdBJYsr0/s320/IMG_1967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361493138176057010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about dusk when we went on a short hike to look around. We found a large group of trees on the edge of the lake that all blew down together.  Their roots are all intermingled together and looked neat.  We noticed again the tree's are different here.  We ended up finding a really big pine.  Matt couldn't even reach half way around the tree at the base.  Plus it looked taller than anything else around.  This must have been a really old tree.  But I thought this whole area was logged out years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting dark so we sat around the fire and reflected on our trip more before we went to bed.  We planned to get an early start the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-6087798593669952177?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/6087798593669952177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=6087798593669952177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/6087798593669952177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/6087798593669952177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-7-mcintosh-lake-timberwolf-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl2y_jGyveI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0WiQp2KBNVc/s72-c/IMG_1949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-1931763823355956693</id><published>2009-07-02T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:42:22.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Misty Lake&lt;br /&gt;Petawawa River&lt;br /&gt;Daisey Lake&lt;br /&gt;Hambone lake&lt;br /&gt;Magnetawen Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approx 8 miles paddling&lt;br /&gt;1195 meters portaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 5:00.  We had a Little rain last night plus this was one of our colder nights in the park.  I actually had to sleep inside of my sleeping bag all night.  The lake was misty.  I started the fire and got the water going for coffee.  Sat down and starting drinking coffee and spotted a moose across the lake from us.  We watched the moose the whole time we packed up camp.  It would stop and look at us when we made a louder noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20KKjHblI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M89T7GRpb5Y/s1600-h/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20KKjHblI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M89T7GRpb5Y/s320/IMG_1977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637218364091986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20OpVZMII/AAAAAAAAAJw/y4wi1KhEVtA/s1600-h/IMG_1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20OpVZMII/AAAAAAAAAJw/y4wi1KhEVtA/s320/IMG_1980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637295347511426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here was the big tree we looked at the night before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both wanted to get going so we left camp at 7:30 to head back to civilization.  We started down the Petawawa river. This river was similar in ways to the tim river.  It had it's share of turns, beaver damns and grass.  Plus the occasional frog resting on the grass.  We heard Lot's of birds this morning.  We stopped here and there to just listen and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20UKzWMGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f0wTByjOKMs/s1600-h/IMG_1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20UKzWMGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/f0wTByjOKMs/s320/IMG_1983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637390230859874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20gNwbYuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WDqoCDStoes/s1600-h/IMG_1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20gNwbYuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WDqoCDStoes/s320/IMG_1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637597182354146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20arcwR5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/9u0JykPhklM/s1600-h/IMG_1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20arcwR5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/9u0JykPhklM/s320/IMG_1988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637502073685906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two portages on the river.  One of the portages had some nice water falls on them.  After the river we ended up on Daisey lake.  Daisey was a long and narrow lake. there was a slight breeze and some small waves.  We bot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20kxHfwII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mu9uBgLcxNw/s1600-h/IMG_1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20kxHfwII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/mu9uBgLcxNw/s320/IMG_1993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637675393826946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h where paddling hard today.  I guess we both wanted to get back.  The closer we got back the more groups we started to pass.  They looked all fresh and clean but a little clumsy on the water.  Matt made the comment to look at their strokes compared to ours.  After a long trip you get in the groove and get efficient at what your doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing we both noticed is how loud they are.  The voices seemed to echo.  The quietness of the wild is not as quiet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisey was a long paddle but we finished it pretty quickly. This lead to another portage to Hambone lake.  Here is a couple pictures of the two of us carrying our packs and canoe doing a single portage.  We also spotted many dragon flies on these portages.  We did have dragon flies on our whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20zlmKTfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1BuZqgtOThs/s1600-h/IMG_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20zlmKTfI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1BuZqgtOThs/s320/IMG_2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637929999257074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20vP12wuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BSvQOqm1P7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20vP12wuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/BSvQOqm1P7Q/s320/IMG_2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637855440028386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20prtIuVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UwDfGWwJEcg/s1600-h/IMG_1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20prtIuVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UwDfGWwJEcg/s320/IMG_1994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358637759840434514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point we know we are almost done with our trip. Two more portages and a little paddling and we are done.  The day was sunny and was starting to get hot.  We paddled hambone lake pretty quickly and found our last portage.  Just a short 135 meters and our last lake to paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Magnetawen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl205CkMi5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/J7D3nNKDsY4/s1600-h/IMG_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl205CkMi5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/J7D3nNKDsY4/s320/IMG_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358638023674989458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could see the access point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmPKJVMGwXI/AAAAAAAAALI/mU08n2XRPHs/s1600-h/IMG_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/SmPKJVMGwXI/AAAAAAAAALI/mU08n2XRPHs/s320/IMG_2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360350243156574578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to reach the access point but also sad.  I can't wait for some ice cubes and a hot shower but I'm sad to leave this all behind and head back home. I always liked being in the woods. But this has been better than I imagined.  Someday I'll be back here.  Once at the access point we notice the parking lot was pretty full.  When we left from here on the 1st day there was only 3-cars including ours.  Now there are maybe 30 or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly packed up and hopped in the car.  Boy this feels weird.  1st off we have padded seats with backs.  Then we started the AC.  That feels goods.  Now I wonder if I remember how to drive.  So off we went.  After riding in a canoe for 8-days you feel like your going fast when you have a tailwind.  I looked down at the spedo and it said 15 MPH.  We both feel like we are flying down the road and need to slow down.  This took some time to get used to again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gravel road went on for ever so it seemed.  Finally we hit the hard surface road and started back to Huntsville for a well deserved shower and a Ice cold beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1186921945482425807-1931763823355956693?l=algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/feeds/1931763823355956693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1186921945482425807&amp;postID=1931763823355956693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/1931763823355956693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1186921945482425807/posts/default/1931763823355956693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://algonquintriplogjune20-27.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-8-little-misty-lake-petawawa-river.html' title=''/><author><name>Russ Sturgess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441653909114535550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Oa2tgG7rhjY/Sl20KKjHblI/AAAAAAAAAJo/M89T7GRpb5Y/s72-c/IMG_1977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1186921945482425807.post-3037872151846939663</id><published>2009-07-02T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:54:18.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food for the trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time looking at what I should pack and prepare for the two of us.8-days of food for me normally would require coolers and ice.  I love to cook so food was very important to me.  I wanted some sort of meat everyday so I had to look at different options.  I kept browsing the stores for ideas and slowly picked things up.  I took everything out of the boxes and prepacked each dinner with the recipe and anything it may need pre-measured.  Sometimes it was milk so I used dry milk but would mix the powdered milk heavier than recommended since it had no flavor.  I used butter flavored Crisco for the oil or butter if needed.  I know I was heavy on what I packed for food but Matt or I didn't complain when meal times came around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always made coffee.  I used a french press.  It was a little heavy but it made good coffee. Matt normally had two oatmeal's.  I usually don't eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Some mornings a little flat bread with peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought granola bars, 2lbs of jerky, 3-4lbs of trail mix, peanut butter, jelly, bannock and flat bread.  I used jelly packs from the restaurants or hotels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water from the purifier,  flavoring lemonade and grape and 1-liter tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed about 20-24 PCs of flat bread and pitas which we used throughout the trip.  We made some fresh bannock over the camp fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1&lt;br /&gt;lunch - cheese and sausage&lt;br /&gt;Dinner - bacon wrapped fillets and garlic mashed potatoes&lt;br /&gt;day2&lt;br /&gt;lunch - summer sausage, fish we caught, cheese&lt;br /&gt;dinner - jambalaya with our left over summer sausage and flat bread&lt;br /&gt;day3&lt;br /&gt;lunch - bagged terriaki salmon and flat bread&lt;br /&gt;dinner - bagged chicken breast chunks with stuffing mix&lt;br /&gt;day4&lt;br /&gt;lunch - pepperoni, cheese and some snacks&lt;br /&gt;dinner - salt cured ham steaks and oriental noodles   "this was good"&lt;br /&gt;day5&lt;br /&gt;lunch - bagged flavored tuna fish on bread and snacks&lt;br /&gt;dinner - beef stroganoff with dried beef  "this wasn't that wonderful" to salty maybe&lt;br /&gt;day6&lt;br /&gt;lunch - pepperoni, cheese and snacks or misc left overs&lt;br /&gt;dinner - cheesy tuna  using dollar store cheesy tuna mix with two packs bagged tuna fish&lt;br /&gt;"This is good"&lt;br /&gt;day7&lt;br /&gt;lunch - peanut butter and jelly on flat breads or pitas&lt;br /&gt;dinner - salt cured ham chunks mixed with terriaki noodles  "loved the salt cured ham"&lt;br /&gt;day8&lt;br /&gt;lunch - misc left overs from the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I would do different with the food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. More coffee, Matt ended up drinking more than he told me. So we stretched it out farther.  I normally mix it strong plus I had an extra days worth so I divided it up.&lt;br /&gt;2. not as much cheese   we brought some back&lt;br /&gt;3. More water flavoring&lt;br /&gt;4. More bagged tuna or salmon flavored&lt;br /&gt;5. Not as much trail mix we brought some home.&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe don't take the extra days food which was mainly just ramon noodles&lt;br /&gt;7. watch the weight of the food more.  try to trim it down if possible&lt;br /&gt;8. More bannock but the flower I pre-mixed up was kind of heavy.&lt;br /&gt;9. More sweets plus some brown sugar for the bannock.&lt;br /&gt;10. Smaller containers of spices.  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