Spring Trip 2014 Part Four

We had just arrived at our new campsite, after taking down the campsite we had put up at the Kindiogami to Mewburn Lake portage. This new campsite would prove to be the best campsite we stayed at on our Spring Trip. It’s always nice to explore these, new to us, areas, and find out where all the good campsites are, in case we want to do a return trip one day. I mark all the campsites we stay at on my maps too.

Most of the campsites we stayed at on this trip were not marked on any map, and some of the ones that were marked on the map, just weren’t there anymore. So, this information can be very useful for us, or for anyone else who might want to do a similar trip.


We settled in to our new campsite, as evening approached. I didn’t find the black flies quite so numerous at this site, probably because it was a more open site, on a windswept point, although it wasn’t all that windy while we were there. However, even a slight breeze can help, since black flies are not strong flyers.


There were two areas to land on this point. My brother landed his canoe on one side, and me and my son landed our kayaks on the other side. This was, also, very convenient, since some of the campsites we stayed at didn’t have a very large area for landing, and the areas they had were fairly rough, and rocky.


There was ample room on this site for all of our tents to be spaced out nicely. Here you can see my tent, in the foreground, and my brothers tent in the background.


My son’s tent was not far from mine, but on the other side of the point, with a different, but just as stunning view.


If we ever come back to this area, I know that this campsite will be at the top of our list.


As the sun sets, on our first night here, you can see the outlines, in the darkness, of me and my son’s kayaks on the other side of the point, where we had landed.


Everything about this campsite was perfect, even the orientation for sunrises and sunsets. We would get even more than that, as you will see.


Two, freshly caught Speckled Trout, wrapped in tin foil on the hot coals, and a baked potato, with butter, for dinner. Not a bad menu to end a long day of paddling, moving camp, and just enjoying the surrounding beauty.


Satisfied campers, taking in the night air, and the warmth of a nice campfire.


In memory of my good old coffee pot, which had seen many a campfire with me over the years. When I returned home, I found that it had a hole in the bottom of it. Rest in peace, life goes on.


Early the next day, the sun rises on my son’s tent.


This is my son’s kayak. It’s a modified Dragonfly 2. I say modified because he made some changes to update it to be similar to the latest model called the Lagoon 2. I have now purchased a similar kayak, with two cockpits, so that I can put my camping gear into the front cockpit, and paddle from the rear cockpit.


I’ll still use my present AdvancedFrame single kayak for day trips, but I’ll use the larger DragonFly 2 XC for these longer camping trips. The Packlite will no longer be used for anything.


After breakfast, on the second day at this campsite, we decided to head out on Mewburn Lake to do some more exploring.


This would be an epic paddle, since we covered nearly all the shoreline of Mewburn Lake.


You see that dark mass over my brothers head? That’s a black fly in front of the camera lens 🙂


Again, we followed the shoreline closely, in exploring mode, which is a bit more difficult for my brother to do than for me and my son, due to the fact that there is more chance of hitting rocks along the shoreline.


My son gets out to check out another possible campsite, although we had no intention of moving at this point. We just like to know where all the campsites are for reference.


As you can see, it was another beautiful sunny day, and it was getting quite warm too.


I always love the quiet beauty of it all. For the record, we are not yelling back and forth at each other while we’re paddling. We might stop now and then to have a few words but, mostly, we’re just paddling along quietly.


Of course, three different individuals, even if they are all from the same family, have different ideas on things like, how fast to paddle, where to go, where to stop. It takes a bit of time to iron out how to travel comfortably, as a group.


We’re getting to the point now where our differing styles are blending together to create a more fluid, and enjoyable paddle for all three of us, as a group.


With me being the older and, arguably, more experienced of the group, I try to nudge the guys, as best I can, into a more complementary pace, and style of paddling. It can sometimes come across as criticism, which is not looked upon very kindly by most people, so I have to be aware of that, as much as I can.


Now that’s what I call ‘hugging’ the shoreline. Can you imagine the scene if a Bull Moose came charging out of the bush right now 🙂


Even writing this blog post of the events on our trip could be interpreted differently by the other members of the trip. I write from my perspective, and the other guys might have seen things differently than I did. However, what other perspective can I write from, other than my own?


Wait a minute. Which way are we going? Don’t make me look bad now guys, after I just finished saying that we are paddling better, as a group now.


Time for a break from paddling. I often wonder just how many strokes we take, when we are out on one of these longer paddles.


Me and my brother landed on a small island, that’s my son making his way over. It’s always nice to get out and stretch your legs, after paddling for a long time.


Well, I guess there’s more than one way to stretch your legs.

IMG_0787 Panorama

The view from the island we landed on.


My brother, taking a GPS reading. I’ve been using a GPS enabled ipod for my GPS, and topo maps, but I’m now finding that the screen is too small for me, so I will be switching to a Samsung Galaxy Tab for my GPS maps on the next trip. It has a 7″ screen, so it will be easier for me to read. Just a roundabout way of saying I’m getting old. 🙂


I’m doing some exploring on this little island. There were a lot of ant hills on this island, in fact, many of the places we camped, we saw a lot of ants. One of the islands we camped on had so many ant hills that we named it Ant Island. None of these islands have a name, so we’re allowed to name them.


Again, from the small island we’re currently on.


There’s one of those ants now, along with a bee on some flowers.


We hit the water, once again.


To this point, we hadn’t seen another boat, or person, partly because this lake is not as easy to get into as some others. You have to do that portage at Kindiogami Lake to get in here, or else fly in.


It’s always interesting to see what’s around the next corner.


A little jostling here and there adds to the enjoyment also.


I often hear people say, “I like ROCK!!” Well, they should come here.


There were a lot of rocky points, just like this one.


We found an old cabin, which looked like it had been used as some kind of religious retreat. Here you can see the cross on that point, just ahead of my brother’s canoe.


After we had rounded the point, we saw this strange structure, like a small teepee made out of wood, visible beside my brother’s canoe up ahead.


Ahh! Another rocky point, and another corner. Who would have thought?


Let’s take a look in here.


Low bridge ahead!


Looks like an accident waiting to happen 🙂


We pass by another small island.


Waiting by the point.


Mewburn Lake is a deceptively large lake, with lots of shoreline. It is 200ft deep, at it’s deepest point.


There are lots of little bays, and inlets to explore, and also some pretty big bays and inlets too.


Where did everybody go? I guess I’m falling too far behind.


We’ve come down a long bay, where, at the end, we will find the Friday Lake portage. It’s a 450m portage, with a lot of uphill, that leads over to Friday Lake and, from there, you can get to Rocky Island Lake, which we visited last fall.


Nope, we won’t be doing that portage today. In fact, I’m not sure I’d ever want to do it. A half a kilometer of that kind of high country?


We turn, and head back out of the long bay.

And that is the end of Part Four of Spring Trip 2014. I will continue with Spring Trip Part Five soon.


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