The ice has finally melted in most places up north so Bob and I headed up to run through the Wilderness Traverse race course.
Today we did part of the big paddle leg, dressed *very* warmly since the water is not much above freezing in the lakes and rivers. By the time we'd chatted with a few knowledgeable people and checked out some transition areas, it was early afternoon. We waited out one rainstorm then paddled only 1.4 km before a bigger storm rolled in with lots of thunder and lightning. We pulled ashore and luckily discovered a shed to hang out in.
After that, our adventures involved actual paddling - lots and lots of it. Our poor upper bodies didn't know what had hit them after the long winter. There was interesting navigation that inspired us both to follow the map closely, different types of waterways, some Bob the Beaver dams, portages, great Canadian Shield scenery and abundant wildlife. OK, so we only really noticed a muskrat and a kingfisher but this is Canada so I'm sure the wildlife was abundant whether or not we were paying close attention.
Many thanks to Wil and Katarina Smith for providing a post-test haven that was out of this world. There was wine and hot dinner on the table at 11 p.m. when we stumbled in all wet and stinky, and our hosts stayed up to chat with us even though they had to be up early for work and kids. They insisted on taking this "after" photo so that Hammer could laugh at the compass around my neck.
The other highlight overnight was watching a massive, spectacular thunderstorm over Georgian Bay. Every flash of lightning looked like a Group of Seven painting - in a horror movie. The storm hit in the wee hours, and I stayed awake until the most intense part had passed because it was so impressive to watch.
Logged time = moving time, including portages