For the Walsh's, doing anything the "normal" way is unheard of. We wait on the sidelines for the patriarch of the family to do the deciding, planning, "packing" and bossing around.
Once you fall in, you may as well sit and catch minnows. Later in the trip, I caught his poor little neck with a hook. After I got over my horrifying shock, I realized that it was nothing. The hook just caught a tiny part of his skin. Phew.
Looking for a lost reel part. The water is tea colored and the rocks are slippery with slime. 3 finally went in and looked, and D came up with it. This was after a long long long morning of emotions over needing to leave due to the deer flies and horse flies, the mosquitoes and no fish to catch.
It's always nice to eat a meat stick with out having to cut it. yum??
Curling up on the moist ground and sharing the only towel with a wet smelly dog is as close to relaxing as one can get.
The little red dot is not a bead. It is a bug. A mite to be exact. These like to inhabit the waters of our shoreline. Pretty to look at, not pretty to swim with. They are carnivorous.
Water Mites of North America - Hydrachnidiae
HUGE THUNDERSTORM!!!
The second night a huge thunderstorm rolled in. It sounded like the lightning was sitting right on us. Our 6 1/2 foot tent was laying on D. During the storm, tent poles cracked, rain came spilling in and there was very little dry inside and out.
There are not photos to show the lost canoe, raining in the tent, emotional breakdowns, burnt hands, mosquito infested latrine (out door latrines are so scary by themselves), red hot sunburns so bad the muscle hurts, the sound of swarms of mosquitoes outside the tent, and so on. K~
I always need to be reminded how sweet my husband is. He built this for me to dangle my feet in the pool. It works great. He thought I would like the decor kept on the platform. He is kind of right, in a hillbilly sort of way. I think it will work nicely, while I learn to play the banjo?? By the way, I have been asking for a banjo for about 5 years now, and have yet to get one. :-) K~
The BWCA is by far one of my favorite places to visit. 
For the Walsh's, doing anything the "normal" way is unheard of. We wait on the sidelines for the patriarch of the family to do the deciding, planning, "packing" and bossing around.
Once you fall in, you may as well sit and catch minnows. Later in the trip, I caught his poor little neck with a hook. After I got over my horrifying shock, I realized that it was nothing. The hook just caught a tiny part of his skin. Phew.
It's always nice to eat a meat stick with out having to cut it. yum??
Curling up on the moist ground and sharing the only towel with a wet smelly dog is as close to relaxing as one can get.
The little red dot is not a bead. It is a bug. A mite to be exact. These like to inhabit the waters of our shoreline. Pretty to look at, not pretty to swim with. They are carnivorous.
Water Mites of North America - Hydrachnidiae
HUGE THUNDERSTORM!!!