You could hear it in our voices and see it in our faces..... today we should reach that little lake behind these two hills. After hitting a dead end last year and giving up with long faces!!!!! then studying the topo maps and confirming a route with a flight in our friend Guy's Super Cub.... we resumed this year. Now with 15 days of hard labour and 12 km of trail making we are just about at Pocket Lake. (only 4 1/2 km by crow from last years dead end. 

Lake is at elevation 522 meters (1600 ft) totally incirculed by white caps Mountains 6,000 to 7,000 ft tall. It is a small lake about 60 acres (1/2 km x 1/3 km) . After having a celebration lunch Bryan snowshoed 3/4 km and came back all smiles. Tomorrow we start cutting the trail S. E. to the Sutlahine River which is 6 km away. The reason he is smiling is it is all open, clear sailing...I mean skidooing for long ways without trees or alders.
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Congratulations!
ReplyDeleteTo gorgeous for words!!
ReplyDeleteAnd check out the littlest trappers of the Yukon:
http://wenttofaro.blogspot.com/2010/02/checking-traplines.html
Thanks Michael....you would have enjoyed the trip...
ReplyDeleteThanks kara, looks like everyone had a great time in the great outdoors..
ReplyDeleteCongratulations.
ReplyDeleteI was trying to figure out just what the heck you were cooking over the fire (besides weiners) on the second last picture. Then I realized those were your mitts.
that looks like a good reward for all your hard work. besides fishing i'm guessing that the area will provide more trap opportunities.would like to be able to see a virgin untouched lake like that that. good job ken
ReplyDeleteHello Clare....thanks. The weiners were a treat. We only have 1 pkg and were saving them...
ReplyDeleteI went to your blog and it is great. Good job. I will try to check in with it more often.
Hi Ken.... we have no way of getting to this lake in the summer. It is not the distance , it is the obsticules. There is 3 feet to 6 feet of fallen trees, Alder and willows so thick a rabbit is the only thing that can get thru. then instead of skidooing across the 15 Beaver ponds you would have to hike around each one. It might take a fit person a week...carrying a gun, because of the bears. This lake is the gateway into the south end of our trapline.
ReplyDeleteHey Bryan&Vikki
ReplyDeleteI'm very happy that the end is in sight that is hard
work well done :)Brian(:
Totally glorious!!!
ReplyDelete(you keep me longing for what i love so much, it's just these days...i do other things...:)