Got up bright and early - before it was bright, even, because the sky was overcast and rain threatened. (Surprise ;)
We decided to break camp and head to Proulx Lake while the weather held.
Arrived at the portage entrance, tied some gear to our packs and headed out. I carried the pack, M carried the canoe and the lighter pack that held a sleeping bag and tarp.
3.75km took us around 2.5 hours on the way back - no doubling this time. We hit Big Crow Lake - the weather still held. Took a picture of the tower on the hill.
|If you look REALLY close, you can see the tower in the middle.|
Stopped at Little Crow Lake to apply sunscreen and then entered the marsh. Of course, the sun went to hide behind a storm cloud right after. It didn't rain but I was holding my breath the entire time we were in the marsh - there was no where for us to pull off if the sky opened up.
We met a family paddling towards Little Crow with 4 children under the age of 5. The littlest - about 6 months - was screaming. Mom did not look happy. Dad was stoked as he told us that he was heading to Hogan Lake. We mentioned that it was a tough haul. He wasn't at all concerned. We could hear baby screaming as we rounded some more corners.
I was thinking - and probably voiced my thoughts to M - that the screaming infant was probably scaring all the wildlife away. Not the case. We got some great footage of a great blue heron so focused on the marsh that it wanted nothing to do with us.
We came around the last bend and a great brown butt was pointing in our direction. "That's a moose!" I hissed. M grabbed the camera and starting recording. We slowly inched forward. The cow moose looked at us before going back to her grass. As we paddled around the final bend - still filming - we heard the next paddlers entering the marsh. They quieted down when we told them what was in store.
The rain held for the rest of our paddle. We arrived at a site on Proulx lake and set up the tent. I was still puzzled over what had caused our tent pole to snap, and then M pointed out the bag of tent poles that someone had left behind. We were so glad that we didn't do it!