robin
LOVES Wooden Canoes
I left home in late July, early morning and arrived at LeDomaine, the base where you buy your permits to canoe camp in LaVerendrye Reserve, Quebec by late afternoon. I was soon back on the road for another 100 miles to my put in in the northern part of the park, 40 miles of that gravel road.
I got to my put in shortly before dark and camped lakeside at the short portage, way too tired to head out this first night.
Early the next morning I was ready to go, canoe packed and as eager as a 65 year old solo tripper can get.
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My route was to be Circuit 70, which is circular, but 1/2 way through the circuit I headed south on Circuit 77, and then back tracked back to 70 to finish the route. About 58 miles or so when I finished, all lake to lake travel with some river travel mixed in between the lakes.
The first day of travel was upstream but the current wasn't much of a problem. I portaged 3 times around chutes where the river dropped.
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Soon I entered my first big lake, Lac Lambert. The wind started out pretty easy, but soon it picked up. A storm was coming in and I had to fight my way up the lake, cove to point to cove. It was a tough day, I passed a campsite but chose to paddle on to the next a few miles up the lake. I arrived shortly before the rain began and I managed to process some firewood before all heck broke loose.
It doesn't take much to make a happy camper, some hot coffee, some warm grub and a good tarp.
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Not long afterwards I heard the drone of a small outboard motor approaching my campsite. Soon a nice couple from the park entered the campsite with tools in hand. They trimmed, raked and inspected the site, all was good. We talked a little, they told me my route was in good shape and that this was day one of a 10 day trip. Thier boat was loaded to the gunnels with gear and food, and they had to portage it just like a canoe tripper. UGH!
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My new friends heading off to the next campsite. I have a new respect for those who keep our trails and campsites open and clean.
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Soon the storm ended and I enjoyed a nice evening paddle on the quiet lake. For me, nothing comes close to an evening paddle in my wood canvas canoe after a day of wind and rain
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To be continued.
I got to my put in shortly before dark and camped lakeside at the short portage, way too tired to head out this first night.
Early the next morning I was ready to go, canoe packed and as eager as a 65 year old solo tripper can get.
My route was to be Circuit 70, which is circular, but 1/2 way through the circuit I headed south on Circuit 77, and then back tracked back to 70 to finish the route. About 58 miles or so when I finished, all lake to lake travel with some river travel mixed in between the lakes.
The first day of travel was upstream but the current wasn't much of a problem. I portaged 3 times around chutes where the river dropped.
Soon I entered my first big lake, Lac Lambert. The wind started out pretty easy, but soon it picked up. A storm was coming in and I had to fight my way up the lake, cove to point to cove. It was a tough day, I passed a campsite but chose to paddle on to the next a few miles up the lake. I arrived shortly before the rain began and I managed to process some firewood before all heck broke loose.
It doesn't take much to make a happy camper, some hot coffee, some warm grub and a good tarp.
Not long afterwards I heard the drone of a small outboard motor approaching my campsite. Soon a nice couple from the park entered the campsite with tools in hand. They trimmed, raked and inspected the site, all was good. We talked a little, they told me my route was in good shape and that this was day one of a 10 day trip. Thier boat was loaded to the gunnels with gear and food, and they had to portage it just like a canoe tripper. UGH!
My new friends heading off to the next campsite. I have a new respect for those who keep our trails and campsites open and clean.
Soon the storm ended and I enjoyed a nice evening paddle on the quiet lake. For me, nothing comes close to an evening paddle in my wood canvas canoe after a day of wind and rain
To be continued.