Here is my second try for writing about our camping Trip to the Boundary Waters. I started writing a post the other day but when I was trying to save it to finish a different day, it didn't save properly and my post was history. If you've read Steph's Boundary Water post you already know the story, but it was definitely bloggers fault and not Steph's. So don't get this wrong ;)
So last weekend we went to the boundary waters with a group of 9 people including Mitch, Micah, Caleb, Paul, Mr. Heinen, Mathew Heinen, Jeremy, Jim and myself. The boundary waters area is a beautiful peace of land that without actually having been there is hard to describe. Although, here are some pictures to give a test of how it looks like.
Here is a picture of Jeremy, Mathew, Micah and me playing cards. The place we're sitting is right in front of our camping site, a huge rock which was also nice to get off and on the canoes.
Micah caught the biggest fish on our trip, a northern. This one was actually worth eating, had a lot of meat and tasted very good.
Mitch and I and the water filter bag that we used to filter the lake water. It worked really well and with about one filling a day we had enough water for the nine of us. After the water was filtered it still tasted a little laky, but the Gatorade Powder we brought along fixed it. But even without the Gatorade it was very clean and not too bad.
Micah and Caleb next to the fire pit.
Paul making some potatoes on the fire. Really jammy, thanks again, Paul!
That's all our food hoisted up in the trees. We definitely brought too much food! On the first night when we first hoisted up all our bags, everything was so heavy. I wouldn't have been surprised if the rope would've broke.
Here is a picture that Jeremy took. In the background you can see the rapids that were right next to one of the portages that we had to use the fish in one of the neighbor lakes.
Paul took a picture right when I was tossing a paddle to Mitch in the canoe. Lucky shot :)
On Saturday we met one of the park rangers - a really nice guy. His dog was called "Dunk". The guy demonstrated some of the skill that Dunk had. He told us that Dunk is a dog that is trained to do stuff by command. To show us what that means, he threw a stick in the lake and then he told Dunk to get it. While the dog went to get the stick he threw a second stick so the dog couldn't see where he threw it. When Dunk came out of the water with the first stick the park ranger told Dunk, pointing in the direction where he threw the second stick, to go and get it. Even tough Dunk did not know where the stick was, he followed the directions of his master and eventually got the stick. I thought that was pretty impressive. Btw, Dunk is a German dog :)
When we got up on Sunday morning there was for some reasons an awful lot of big black ants all over our camp site. I don't know how and why they got there but it was crazy. When we went to bed that night, it was me that first jumped out of his sleeping bag when I felt something tickling in my neck. Just shortly later, Mitch jumped up turning on his flashlight to find the ant that was in his ear. Nasty ^^ After that I decided to use one of the bug nets to protect myself from the black ants, even thought I think there were only two...
Monday morning on the way out...