Algonquin Park canoe trip - Day 4
Another gorgeous morning. 'Bent and BulletDog got up early and I slept in - mmm.
We planned a long day trip up to Burntroot Lake today. We hoped our food was out of Darth's reach - not to mention any other wildlife that might visit in our absence.
I loved this rock beside our bear rope.
We headed up Big Trout Lake and after half an hour realized that we'd be crazy to get too far from our campsite in a low, unloaded canoe in strong wind and rising waves. This was morning and the wind would get stronger through the day. We were carrying survival gear but didn't really want to turn our vacation into an epic adventure. So we headed a different direction to check out the marshy river in the southeast part of the lake, heading toward the Merchant Lake portage.
There were still some hairy moments during our return paddle to the campsite but fewer than there would have been if we'd done the trip we'd planned. When we got back, we did some leg strength/stability exercises.
BulletDog found a place to rest.
We went for a nice, calm evening paddle.
BulletDog loves, loves, loves the tent and will ask to go inside with or without us - something she would never do at home, where she likes to be with us all the time. Tonight we had a campfire, which we rarely do, but she decided to skip it and hit the sack early.
She has her own sleeping bag on a PFD by our feet but in this pic, she'd crawled up onto 'Bent's softer one. In the morning, we often found her stretched out full length between us.
Typical night life in Algonquin. 'Bent reading a book on his iPod.
And me reading an old-fashioned paper book that is heavier but doesn't need its battery charged.