
12/24/2000
--1/17/2001 Training trip
1/31/2001--2/06/2001 Grand
Portage and the Pigeon River
2/07/2001--2/17/2001 South Fowl to
Moose Lake
2/18/2001--3/8/2001 Moose Lake to Crane Lake
3/9/2001--3/16/2001
Crane Lake to Kabetogama
Posted: 02/16/2001 9PM
(-6 degrees F)
2/16
Windy is the word for the day. Tundra and I pulled into a
strong headwind all day. With the wind chill being well below zero
I had to stop to warm my nose and cheeks often. We crossed
paths with another party for the first time since Saganaga Lake.
I find it amusing that two of the three parties that we have
encountered during the adventure have commented about reading about
us in the newspaper. It seems that everyone reads Sam Cook's
articles in the Duluth News Tribune.
I had a huge craving for summer sausage at lunch today and ate
about half a pound in five minutes. I was really hungry and
it tasted great. The cold wind really got my appetite going
and I am about to eat a huge spaghetti dinner. It is nice
to listen to the wind rushing through the trees from the protection
of a small bay and a warm tent. It really is the simple things
that you enjoy most. A hot meal and a warm place to lay your
head, what more do you need!
I took a picture of some slush to show you what it looks like up
close. I have not encountered much slush lately, knock on
wood, but I found enough to get a picture. This is pretty
shallow slush only about five or six inches. You really need
about eight or ten inches of slush before the real fun begins!

2/15
Last night was our coldest yet, 24 below zero. I woke up
about 5 am a little cold so I built a fire to warm up the tent and
then fell back to sleep with out any trouble. The day turned
into a warm sunny one and we made good time and saw a bunch of very
fresh wolf
tracks.
Question: Can you find out what the coldest recorded temperature
on the earth is?
Posted: 02/14/2001 11AM
(20 degrees F)
2/14
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| Computer charging inside the tent. |
Tent with solar panel catching the morning
sun. |
Happy Valentines Day! Tundra and I are spending the day resting,charging
batteries, and working on the website. We are camped 2 miles
west of the portage out of Ottertrack Lake on Knife Lake.
It is a beautiful, sunny day and with the computer charging I am
getting ready to kick back and do some reading while munching on
chocolates that my valentine gave me. The last time I looked
Tundra was on his back sprawled out with the warm rays of the sun
beating down on his belly.
2/13
Fast travel has awarded us with the luxury of breaking camp late
and making camp early. This is not to say that we are not
working hard. I usually have water on the stove for breakfast
around seven AM and by the time camp is set up and dinner is ready
it is usually between seven and eight PM. Then there is equipment
to be dried and mended, journal writing, and maybe some reading
before I turn off the headlamp and blow out the candle around 10
PM.
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Jack Pine on Knife Lake
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Today we glided down Ottertrack Lake and I am happy to report that
we did not sink into the slush once! The weather was warm,
sunny, and windy. At lunch we stopped in a sheltered bay and
enjoyed a long, relaxing lunch in the sun while the solar panel
was busy charging the batteries for the computer and satellite phone.
Two bald
eagles flew over head during lunch and I was surprised to see
them so far from open water. In the winter they are usually
found near open water where they fish for food.
Posted: 02/12/2001 8 PM (8 degrees
F)
2/12
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| Cedar stand next to Camp |
A light snow was falling as we packed camp and headed onto
the lake's huge interior, leaving us miles from shore. I spent
several miles a day dreaming about following the same course on
a windy summer day. Riding high on west bound rollers and
the exhilaration of their cold spray hitting my back as they lap
over the stern of my canoe.
After five miles we left the snowmobile tracks behind
and broke our own trail west. We stopped at the west end of
Saganaga for lunch and I munched on beef jerky and smiled at our
fast progress as Tundra slept in the warm sunshine. After
lunch we continued on and were greeted by an otter
playing in some open water just before we entered Swamp Lake.
We are now camped in a nice cedar
stand on the east end of Ottertrack Lake. In the morning we
will push on, hoping that the slush that we found on Ottertrack
on the Training trip has frozen.
2/11
It was a little after 1 PM when Tundra
and I said good bye to OB and headed north up Saganaga Lake.
A smooth, packed trail with a fresh dusting of snow made for fast
travel. Tundra seemed amused and a little scared by the snowmobiles
that whizzed past. I was soothed by the fact that in the morning
we would leave them behind and travel for over a hundred miles before
we will cross paths with another snowmobile. I was lulled
to sleep by the sounds of a grouse
rustling in a sleeping birch
behind our camp.
Posted: 02/11/2001
9 AM (4 degrees F)
Tundra and I are heading off into
the wilderness this morning after a day in the city working on the
website. I hope you like the new pictures, scientific
data, and Questions and Answers.
There are also great new sections on ecology,
northern
lights, and deer.
I can't wait to get back on the trail so I am going to say good-bye
for now, but will write again soon about my adventures!
Posted: 02/10/2001
12AM (6 degrees F)
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| OB enjoying the river. |
An otter playing around some open water. |
The last few days have been very good for traveling.
We were able to travel 30 miles from 02/08 to 02/09. They
were wonderful days with a range of weather. Most of Thursday
snow was falling and the sky was overcast. Traveling down
Gunflint Lake for eight miles there were many times when we were
surrounded on three sides by white with only the faint out line
of shoreline in the distance. Weather like that causes you
to turn inward and occupy yourself with thoughts other than those
of your surroundings. Silence surrounds you and the sight
of your skies breaking through freshly fallen snow is your only
visual clue of forward momentum. A seventeen mile day brought
us to warm and friendly Gunflint
Lodge, located on the southwestern edge of Gunflint Lake.
The friendly staff welcomed us with open arms, allowing us to charge
our batteries and camp behind the lodge. We enjoyed watching
about twenty deer wander around in front of the lodge while we ate
a hearty breakfast of pancakes and a great big omelet. Next,
we headed north on the Granite River.
The day broke sunny and windy as we headed across
the two miles stretch of Gunflint. Once on the river, the
wind died and while the temperature stayed around 10 degrees we
were very comfortable and the scenery was spectacular. I had
enjoyed the Granite on the training trip and was glad to get to
explore it again. Most of the river is wide and the current
is slow. However, in places the river narrows into steep granite
lined canyons, the water cascades over ledges and this energy keeps
the water from freezing, leaving dangerous and beautiful stretches
of open water. Otters
are drawn to open water, and we often saw them popping their heads
out to curiously watching us pass.
As dusk set in, we headed up a small drainage into
Ambush Lake eventually finding our way to my car which was parked
at the south narrows of Saganaga Lake. The snow became very
deep. Sinking through several feet of sugary snow with every
step reminded us of travel along the Pigeon River. After pushing
our way through an Alder choked bog for about a mile we arrived
at Ambush Lake as the sun's glow was just fading in the western
sky. We spent several minutes exploring a small cabin and
looking for a trail to take us to the Gunflint Trail and the car..
We were unable to find the trail and decided to bushwhack through
the woods to the car. We arrived at the car around seven and
headed to Grand Marais.
My original plan was to leave directly from Saganaga
Lake and continue the adventure. I have fallen into a rhythm
and in many ways did not want to come out of the wilderness, but
there were several things that I wanted to work on for the website.
I felt that it was necessary to go to town for a day to get
things sorted out. I plan to be back on the trail in the
morning to continue the adventure! I would like to
apologize for the lack of dates on the first few journal entries
and the lack of pictures for the first ten days. I believe
that I have resolved both of these problems and have added the pictures
that were supposed to be posted during the first ten days of the
adventure. I would encourage you to go back and look at the
archived journal entries to view some of the pictures that were
posted late. You can look at them by clicking here,
or at the bottom of the page.
A question for the students: what are three predators that
pray on beavers?
Posted: 02/07/2001 8PM
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| A huge black ash that beavers have
chewed all the way around and are hoping will fall
down on its own so that they can eat all of its succulent
branches. |
We have slowed our pace. Over the next few
days we will travel less distance and spend more time exploring
interesting areas and collecting pictures for the website.
This morning we leisurely explored a stand of huge white
pine on a hillside opposite our camp. Many trees had
been blown down in a windstorm one and a half years ago. It
was great fun to keep balance on their massive trunks while
gazing on their standing cousins. Old growth white
pine stands are rare. It is a privilege to walk among
such giants. The two-mile portage into Rose Lake crossed many
beaver
ponds. We were able to collect data from two active lodges
and we saw evidence where beavers
had tried to chew down a huge black ash. Winding through
cedar
stands and black ash filled lowlands brought us to Rose Lake
and its magnificent cliff lined shores. The sun appeared
for the first time in many days, and just in time as our battery
was running low. We quickly strapped the solar charger to
the top of the sled and charged the battery while crossing
Rose Lake, allowing us to send this update. A wonderful candle
light dinner and a snow bath were a great way to end the day.
We are camped on Rat Lake, and in the morning we will cross
the height of land portage. From that point on it will be
down stream for the rest of the journey, and for that matter,
all the way to the Hudson Bay if we were so inclined!
A question for the students: How far does the water
have to flow from North Lake to the Hudson Bay?
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