Winter camping by mistake

Western Uplands Hiking Trail, Algonquin Park, November 26-28, 2004

Photos

We arrive at Canoe Lake, about 9am

We arrive at Canoe Lake, about 9am

Sure, there's a little ice. But so what? Look how thin it is.

Sure, there's a little ice. But so what? Look how thin it is.

I wonder what "important" notice we ignored. Probably something like: "Canoeing after mid november is extemely dodgy."

I wonder what "important" notice we ignored. Probably something like: "Canoeing after mid november is extemely dodgy."

Note the guy with the crowbar. We couldn't imagine what he was doing with that.

Note the guy with the crowbar. We couldn't imagine what he was doing with that.

Half an hour later, we have a much better idea.

Half an hour later, we have a much better idea.

Suddenly progress slows down. "There's water under here somewhere."

Suddenly progress slows down. "There's water under here somewhere."

Leo found this all quite amusing.

Leo found this all quite amusing.

Sonja ice-lining. At 300m per hour.

Sonja ice-lining. At 300m per hour.

Lester and Sonja start ice-lining after we realize the ice isn't getting any thinner.

Lester and Sonja start ice-lining after we realize the ice isn't getting any thinner.

Canoe Lake.

Canoe Lake.

Chris and Sonja ponder the idea that the trip might not go according to plan.

Chris and Sonja ponder the idea that the trip might not go according to plan.

We paddle to the south end of Canoe Lake, hoping for an open route to somewhere else.

We paddle to the south end of Canoe Lake, hoping for an open route to somewhere else.

Nope. But this time, Leo and Chris get to do the ice-breaking.

Nope. But this time, Leo and Chris get to do the ice-breaking.

Lunch break.

Lunch break.

Geez. It's really winter.

Geez. It's really winter.

At the Western Uplands trailhead. Leo trying to find some gear to shed.

At the Western Uplands trailhead. Leo trying to find some gear to shed.

Two cars. Gorgeous shot. But compare and contrast with the shot taken Sunday.

Two cars. Possibly not the most compelling shot. But compare and contrast with the one taken Sunday.

Sonja heading out toward Maple Leaf Lake.

Sonja heading out toward Maple Leaf Lake.

We're about an hour into the hike at this point.

We're about an hour into the hike at this point.

Sonja looking upbeat. Or is that beat?

Sonja looking upbeat. Or is that beat?

We're almost there, Leo. I know we keep saying that. But this time it's true.

We're almost there, Leo. I know we keep saying that. But this time it's true.

The slave driver arrives at the turnoff to Maple Lake.

The slave driver arrives at the turnoff to Maple Lake.

Leo enjoys a back resting moment after arriving at Maple Leaf Lake. Try not to read anything into the fact that there are a number of shots of Leo lying down and relaxing.

Leo enjoys a back resting moment after arriving at Maple Leaf Lake. Try not to read anything into the fact that there are a number of shots of Leo lying down and relaxing.

Maple Leaf Lake. Frozen, BTW.

Maple Leaf Lake. Frozen, BTW.

What do you get if you cross the Teletubbies with the Michelin Man?

What do you get if you cross the Teletubbies with the Michelin Man?

Sonja, Saturday morning, gearing up for breakfast.

Sonja, Saturday morning, gearing up for breakfast.

Snow makes a distinct sound when it falls on your tent.

Snow makes a distinct sound when it falls on your tent.

And through it all Peace Bear held a silent vigil. Notice how the eyes seem to follow you wherever you go?

And through it all Peace Bear held a silent vigil. Notice how the eyes seem to follow you wherever you go?

Maple Leaf Lake, now snow-covered.

Maple Leaf Lake, now snow-covered.

Breakfast, Saturday.

Breakfast, Saturday.

Leo protecting the food from the anticipated onslaught of midget bears.

Leo protecting the food from the anticipated onslaught of midget bears.

Day hike to Hardy Lake. We were none to keen on schlepping  the packs around three days in a row.

Day hike to Hardy Lake. We were none to keen on schlepping the packs around three days in a row.

The trail en route to Hardy Lake.

The trail en route to Hardy Lake.

Another trail shot, en route to Hardy Lake.

Another trail shot, en route to Hardy Lake.

En route to Hardy Lake.

En route to Hardy Lake.

We'd been hiking for a couple of hours at this point. I reckon Lester wishes he was canoeing.

We'd been hiking for a couple of hours at this point. I reckon Lester wishes he was canoeing.

Okay, everybody look at the camera and imagine you're stranded on an ice floe in the Antarctic. Niiice.

Okay, everybody look at the camera and imagine you're stranded on an ice floe in the Antarctic. Great.

Detail, Hardy Creek.

Detail, Hardy Creek.

Detail, en route from Hardy Lake.

Detail, en route from Hardy Lake.

We got back from our day hike around 3:45pm. Shortly before the light starts fading.

We got back from our day hike around 3:45pm. Shortly before the light starts fading.

Lester watching the fire, 5pm Saturday.

Lester watching the fire, 5pm Saturday.

Scène sérène avec ours de la paix.

Scène sérène avec ours de la paix.

Transformation: by Sunday morning, the rain had made the site into a mud bath.

Transformation: by Sunday morning, the rain had made the site into a mud bath.

Back at the cars, 11:40am.

Back at the cars, 11:40am.