Beautiful sunrise through heavy fog at 4:57 am.
Early morning breakfast fire at 5:05 am.
The upper end of the portage beside the beaver dam.
The lower end of the portage beside a beaver lodge on another unnamed lake. The only dry spot to place my portaged gear is directly beside a small tree. On the last carry with the canoe, I trip on a root and fall, the worst load to have to pick up again. Aie!
Camp 15, four km travelled including the portage 660 metres in length. I first paddle to the channel joining the next lake to determine that I should be able to paddle and pole through. Temperature is hot at 33°C.
To reach the campsite I clear a 50 metre trail of trees and brush.
It takes about one hour to clear a suitable spot for the tent amongst pine trees. In cases like this I saw the trees as close to the ground as possible using a pruning saw which works better than the bow saw. The pruning saw is also backup if my bow saw breaks, as happened one year.
A trail cleared into the thick bush in order to find a suitable place with enough moss to bury the cooler.
Mayflies caught in a spider web. I am always amazed how a spider can spin a web like this one elevated about one metre above the ground and stretched horizontally between two trees one metre apart.