Sorry for the title !
Trip started Sept. 30th. drove 9 hrs to Ely, and spent a restful night at Canoe Country Outfitters, ally apartments. Great people, I've dealt with them, for over 30yrs.
Oct. 1, I was up early, and on the road to Lake One.
Saw a Black wolf along the road, close to the entry point.
Beings it was a Thursday, not a lot of vehicles in the parking lot. That was good, for Oct. 1.
My plan was to head West, to the Kawishiwi river. Two portages in, and grab the first open campsite. Wind had picked up, and I stayed close to shore. First campsite was open, and it fit my needs.
After camp was set, I fixed a meal, later on I went out to check out the lake.
There was a fire band, so no Indian television.
Turned in early, and listened to some Wolf music. A good night.
Oct.2 and the wind had let up, so a fishin I went. The Old Beetle spin failed me, until. I hit a little bay on the West end, with some hungry Smallies. They, three were fun, until my line tangled, big time on my spinning real. I only take one pole, so I spent at least an hour untangling. A light wind drifted me back towards camp, so I let the canoe drift, as I untangled line. Suddenly a big splash startled me. I couldn't see what had caused it, but moments later a beaver surfaced not far, down the lake. That mystery solved.
I was getting close to camp, and headed in for a meal.
I picked up some precooked, frozen shrimp, at Zups, gotta love that store ! The shrimp was to last, at least a couple of meals. If they weren't good, the plan was to try them as bait, the next day.
Half a package of shrimp with my Romen noodles, and I was full.
I always pack way too much food, but cookin, is a major part of the trip!
That night wasn't really that cold, but the bag I packed, was not cutting it. I broke out an extra blanket, that made it bearable.
By morning my Thermorest let me down, and my back was aching.
I listened to the weather radio, and they called for much cooler temps, at least 10 degrees cooler for the coming night.
After I worked my back into shape, I decided to pack for home.
It was a good time, up to that point, and I saw no need for this Old Geezer to suffer !
Here are a few pics.
Old Pearl handled the load, and me well with plenty of free board ! Fishing with one hand on the pole, and one on the paddle, I was able to easily maneuver her.
Here are some pics.
Jim
Trip started Sept. 30th. drove 9 hrs to Ely, and spent a restful night at Canoe Country Outfitters, ally apartments. Great people, I've dealt with them, for over 30yrs.
Oct. 1, I was up early, and on the road to Lake One.
Saw a Black wolf along the road, close to the entry point.
Beings it was a Thursday, not a lot of vehicles in the parking lot. That was good, for Oct. 1.
My plan was to head West, to the Kawishiwi river. Two portages in, and grab the first open campsite. Wind had picked up, and I stayed close to shore. First campsite was open, and it fit my needs.
After camp was set, I fixed a meal, later on I went out to check out the lake.
There was a fire band, so no Indian television.
Turned in early, and listened to some Wolf music. A good night.
Oct.2 and the wind had let up, so a fishin I went. The Old Beetle spin failed me, until. I hit a little bay on the West end, with some hungry Smallies. They, three were fun, until my line tangled, big time on my spinning real. I only take one pole, so I spent at least an hour untangling. A light wind drifted me back towards camp, so I let the canoe drift, as I untangled line. Suddenly a big splash startled me. I couldn't see what had caused it, but moments later a beaver surfaced not far, down the lake. That mystery solved.
I was getting close to camp, and headed in for a meal.
I picked up some precooked, frozen shrimp, at Zups, gotta love that store ! The shrimp was to last, at least a couple of meals. If they weren't good, the plan was to try them as bait, the next day.
Half a package of shrimp with my Romen noodles, and I was full.
I always pack way too much food, but cookin, is a major part of the trip!
That night wasn't really that cold, but the bag I packed, was not cutting it. I broke out an extra blanket, that made it bearable.
By morning my Thermorest let me down, and my back was aching.
I listened to the weather radio, and they called for much cooler temps, at least 10 degrees cooler for the coming night.
After I worked my back into shape, I decided to pack for home.
It was a good time, up to that point, and I saw no need for this Old Geezer to suffer !
Here are a few pics.
Old Pearl handled the load, and me well with plenty of free board ! Fishing with one hand on the pole, and one on the paddle, I was able to easily maneuver her.
Here are some pics.
Jim
