hen I awoke on Thursday it was 8:30 a.m., the sun was shining brightly
and the morning air was chilly but refreshing. I took a quick stroll down to
the harbor to see if there were any animals out for a morning drink, but the
harbor was calm and deserted. I returned to camp and had some oatmeal
and a granola bar for breakfast. After breakfast we filtered more water,
packed up the tent and supplies and hit the trail by 10:20 a.m.
The trail began to climb a bit after we left Todd Harbor, but the hike was not very
demanding. Before we knew it we had covered the 1.4 miles to the junction of the
Hatchet Lake Trail. Most of the trail meandered through forests of Birch trees,
which made for a pleasant hike. At the Hatchet Lake junction we met a single hiker
who said he had been on the island for since Labor Day and that he was going to
be leaving on Monday. He had spent the previous night at Hatchet Lake and was
heading for Little Todd Harbor as well.
From here the trail made several ascents and descents to and from the top of the Minong Ridge as
well as taking us across a couple streams. The Minong Ridge Trail eventually
leveled off and we
hiked for quite some time through a Birch and Aspen forest.
We stopped for lunch
in a valley at about 12:30 p.m. It's amazing how very simple foods
can taste so good on the trail -- the bagels with peanut butter, a
pop tart and Gatorade really hit the spot. The break lasted only a
short time before we were back on the trail heading toward
tonight's campsite. We arrived at Little Todd Harbor at 2:30 p.m.
and discovered that single hikers already occupied the first two
sites. Site #3 did not look very nice so we ended up at #4 which
had an open, level area for the tent and a fire ring, but no picnic
table. I've come to discover that a picnic table is one of those
items that are not necessary, however, it makes life much easier and
more relaxing around camp.
The first job, as usual, was to set up the tent and unpack supplies. We quickly
became acquainted with a swarm of large flies that
inhabited the area around our camp. We had to make a
tactical retreat to the beach in order to escape the flies
because it would have been unbearable to co-exist with
them around the campsite. The beach, only a couple yards
away from our site, consisted of countless small rocks
worn down by years of exposure to the sand and rolling surf of Lake Superior. A
short distance down the beach was an old, weathered log that made a nice place to
sit and write in my journal.
For dinner we returned to camp and cooked up some chicken stew, Raman noodles, and dehydrated
corn which tasted like it had just come off the cob. After dinner I decided
to take advantage of the fire ring, however, I was only able to get small
fire going because most of the dead and down wood was either damp or
waterlogged. After struggling with the fire for about an hour I gave up and
let it burn out. When the sun dipped below the horizon and dusk
settle over the campsite, Ken watched as a fox wandered
by him down by the lake, but I never saw it from where I was up near the tent. I
eventually made my way down to the jagged rock ledge between our camp and the
beach. I sat on the rocks and watched the surface of the water ripple under the cool
breeze that was blowing in off of the lake. It was a relaxing end to a nice day.
When it became too cold to sit by the lake we returned to the camp and sat around
the now glowing embers of the bon fire. While we talked about the agenda for the
following day Ken noticed that four to five bats had
decided to visit our site for dinner. I stood motionless in
the middle of the camp and watched as the bats flew literally only inches
in front of my face as they dove erratically for bugs. We turned in for the
night around 10:30 p.m. During the night I awoke briefly to the tinny,
high-pitched sound of light rain hitting the exposed piece of Tyvek we used
as a waterproof tarp under the tent. Eventually, the drizzle turned to a heavy, steady rain. As I
drifted off to sleep I could only wonder how wet the ground and vegetation would be by morning.
Miles covered today: 6.8
Total trip miles: 13.7
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