Thursday, August 30, 2007
Had a chance to paddle with some of these characters this summer on the Bark River. Great group!!
Ironmen in their wooden ships
A single handed race around the world in ten foot boats
It has never been done before so these guys will be sailing into the history books to be the smallest boats to circumnavigate the globe.
The goal is to beat world record set in 1987 by Serge Testa in his 11ft 10in boat “Acrohc Australis”
This is no hoax. No gimmic. This is the real deal. If you have ever gotten your rudder wet, you may recognize some of the icons of small-boat adventuring.
Stay tuned as I will be following along. My only hope is that my good friend J.T. (Beezer) is reading this and is secretly building a boat for the event. Follow along at Around the World in Ten
“All things are possible” – Verlen Kruger
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
"O" dark 30 walk in the woods.
The eclipse was something to behold. We got up early and headed out to the Waterloo River Basin and watched the transition as the earth shadowed the moon… an amazing event.
Scout was un-impressed as he darted around chasing anything and everything. Laura had wished she took me up on getting her a coffee. I swatted the state bird—mosquito; being chemically dependant and forgetting the bug spray.
Marissa took a pass on the event and hunkered down under a pile of stuffed animals and comforters and slept in.
Paddling conditions locally
Water levels are very high and at flood stage around the state. Many lakes have a no wake posting. Should make for a good algae free paddle with Laura this weekend…
Many of the rivers we paddle slow down during the waning summer months. Lots of lily pads and algae appear. A bit of scouting this past weekend showed a good flow of water on the Oconomowoc River.
There have been many cancellations of MadCityPaddlers paddling trips as well. Especially the creek and small river venues offered during the week. Better safe then sorry with a collective group new to experienced paddlers.
Two for Tuesday burgers and beer... now were talking - The Capt'n
Monday, August 27, 2007
Labor Day weekend is right around the corner. Laura and I have a day paddle planned ( chain of lakes) and some great nights out.
The paddle is one of my local favorites... Oconomowoc River and a chain of four lakes - Lac La Belle, Fowler, Oconomowoc and Okauchee lakes. some great little eateries and taverns along the way too. But as for now... Being Monday;
Riding the wave of government bureaucracy and inefficiency - The Capt'n
Sunday, August 26, 2007
We had another high wind day a head of us, but it would be to our backs most of the way. We watched other paddlers coming into the area as we did earlier in the week. What journey are they on, will our paths ever cross again?
As we departed Quetico, it felt like we were headed in the wrong direction. Was it really over? Where have the days gone?
We really dragged out leaving camp this morning. Just didn't want it to end. What's another cup of coffee and another handful of mini-wheats going to cost us in time? Who cares...
A little proof that we did indeed make it in and out of the park. My map reading skills were excellent. Unfortunately the application of what I read needed some work. :-/ But I got us around with out injury or fatality... most important Laura and I are still together ready for another adventure! :-)
When it is all said and done... hopefully you are left with wanting more. A great trip, one not soon to be forgotten. I've paddled in some pretty cool places, add this one to the list.
We took two days driving home easing back into the world. A little beer savoring and dinner out in Ely before we hit the road for home. Nothing like a steak cold beer and flush toilets.
The rain came and we heard the news... flooding and Hwy 60 bridge was washed out and the area was making the CNN news.
We took it slow. Spent the night in Chippewa Falls and took a brewery tour at the Linnie Lodge. It rained for 6 days straight after leaving Canada. Someone turn off the faucet.
Life can be one long portage, but the distance travelled and your journey are priceless. - The Capt'n
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Laura taking it all in as we leisurly get our day moving. Looking forward to an easy day of paddling and working our way down the lakes. Wind is really howling, we plan to stay to the lee of the windward shore.
Laura smiles for the camera as we take a short break on one of the many islands we came across. A very windy day of paddling. We did get pulled over by a ranger making his way up the lake. Very pleasant. He asked for our travel documents and we were on our way.
I over shot our destination.... again and we had to do some very hard paddling into the wind to get to our island. We arrived and settled in. We were 6 hours from the world. We soaked up as much of the experience as we could.
A little swimming, cribbage and the last of our hot meals. So windy today that nobody was on the water. We would later learn that many groups were pinned on the wrong shore waiting it out.
Ely, where the road ends and the adventure begins - unknown
Friday, August 24, 2007
Take a look at the size of the nest to the left. A juvenile eagle came into the nest and didn't set well with the larger eagle we caught on camera. They both were very vocal. It appeared the larger eagle was throwing the younger bird out of the nest (home) and the younger bird didn't want to go. It spite of our encroachment into their world... parenting had to be done.
Make it happen - The Capt'n
Thursday, August 23, 2007
We paddled from Burke Lake to Sunday Lake. Sunday lake to Meadows Lake. Then Meadows lake to Agnes Lake. After a quick snack, it was off to Louisa Falls.
Laura and I hike up the right side and made our way up to the top. Here is a view from the top of the falls. The water pouring over as very cold.
It didn't stop Laura from taking a swim in one of the pools that were formed by the rushing water. I think I see mermaids.
Another shot of the falls from a different angle. We spent a couple hours here as we had lunch and boiled water. The sun felt so good after swimming through the falls. The weather was perfect.
Picture of the falls and Lake Agnes in the background. Can't see it from this shot. Still a very windy day of paddling, but if you made your way to the windward shore and hugged it. It was OK.
We battled the high winds and worked our way up the lake for 5 hours. We were looking for the portage onto Silence Lake, but it was starting to get dark, so we made our way to this great campsite on a peninsula which offered a great view and a family of beavers.
It was so cool cause the little one was riding on mom's back and they would go back and forth in front of our camp site. Every time the dad would slap his tail and dive under the little one would try and imitate.
Powered by nature - The Capt'n
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
There was a very cute bridge over a narrow passage.
Our detour took to a road that was closed, so we really were on a detour. We named it the "detour from hell" as we left the pavement and hit gravel and then dirt. 30 plus miles... blah.
On our way to the put in, we encountered a moose on the hwy. The picture is a bit blurry do to the lighting. He was huge and trotted off ino the woods.
The rest of the early evening we sorted gear and downsized our load. Our plan was to get our gear down to a one haul carry. Our present state: A triple carry... We worked the magic and got a manageable load. We were good to go.
We headed back into Ely for dinner. We hit this cute resturant the Cranberry, threw back a couple of brews and had dinner. We were planning to get out on the water early the next morning so we headed back to the bunkhouse on Moose lake.
Ely, Mn - a nice place to visit, would'nt mind living there 8 out of 10 - The Capt'n
Monday, August 20, 2007
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Thursday, August 9, 2007
I think this will be the last post till our return. Unless of course there is an incident tonight worth noting.
Monday, August 6, 2007
Went camping with Emily and Marissa this past weekend. Never got a boat in the water. The rain came in fast and furious. A poorly placed tent and improper rain fly configuration makes for a very wet and soggy experience. Spent the better part of Sunday morning at a local laundry drying out gear and sleeping bags. We had gotten lazy and just threw the flys over for the dew. But the thunderstorms rolled in and we got drenched.
Managed to get in a game of mini-golf, listen to some whacked music at Riverfest and grilled burritos over an open fire. I ate so many smores I am still feeling the effects of all the sugar
5 days till we leave for the Quetico for a week of paddling and camping. Looks like it's Laura and I, as the rest of the gang has bailed out for one reason or another. Which makes logistics and planning much easier. But we'll miss their company.
Marissa before the rain came. The last of the smiles for the weekend.
"A rainy camp weekend with your kids, shows no mercy" - The Capt'n