We got on the water at 07.45. First was a four mile paddle in on a larger body of water. Someone kept the bow down to help navigate south in the wind.
Then, after passing a few folks camped out on the southern end of the lake, we made our way up through the mouth of a small glacial stream. We paddled up stream as far as we could until the channel was non-navigable.
At this point we ditched the canoe and began a late morning hike. The bear spray was coming along for this section, out and accessible.
We stopped at a favorite little site to cool our feet in the drink, off of the beaten path. Then we pressed up to the next lake.
They would have been taking a difficult route, and none were around today - skiers that is. We sat on a rock and watched solo roaming trout hit at pine needles. No rods along.
Someone passed out paddling home after the hike back to the canoe. The scapula does not like the old J-stroke.
We got on the water at 07.45. First was a four mile paddle in on a larger body of water. Someone kept the bow down to help navigate south in the wind.
Then, after passing a few folks camped out on the southern end of the lake, we made our way up through the mouth of a small glacial stream. We paddled up stream as far as we could until the channel was non-navigable.
At this point we ditched the canoe and began a late morning hike. The bear spray was coming along for this section, out and accessible. 
We stopped at a favorite little site to cool our feet in the drink, off of the beaten path. Then we pressed up to the next lake.
They would have been taking a difficult route, and none were around today - skiers that is. We sat on a rock and watched solo roaming trout hit at pine needles. No rods along.
1 comments:
Gorgeous. Nice to leave the rod home now & again--at least in my case, once I start fishing I easily slip out of appreciating the "big picture."
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