It's always a relief, in the morning, to find our food has been untouched overnight. We don't always manage to hang it as high up as is recommended.
Packing up camp is a big job. It takes a long time. The clothes and sleeping bags are put on a tarp if the ground is wet, until they can be put inside a pack.
We found a frog camouflaged in the sand.
Finally! One canoe is packed and ready. Two more to go.
Off we go. It's a long haul today. I don't remember how many portages. Let's just say several!
Off we go! Matthew capably carrying a canoe.
Jennifer helping Dad get up with the food pack. It requires a shove over the knees when you are getting up...once you are going you can manage, if you are careful. Food for 6 is still a lot of food.
The youngest three have pretty big packs too...but not as heavy as the food pack, fortunately!
Resting after a portage and stocking up on energy.
A beautiful day to paddle.
Hot, though. So we went for a swim or two, to cool off. So glad we didn't camp the week before, because it was even hotter that week!!
Hard workin' ladies.
Loading up at yet another portage.
It's just soooo beautiful!
We did finally arrive at our campsite. At Killarney you now have to choose which campsite you will be staying at...so no more paddling around looking for an empty site, and choosing your favourite one if there is more than one available.
The wardens were at our site when we arrived, setting up a new potty. They didn't bother taking care of a loose piece of wood with rusty nails sticking up, but they did bother us with a lecture about offending the local native tribes of the Killarney region because we had made an inukshuk on our campsite...and that's not what the local tribes traditionally built. They took it apart for us.
Classic pose of Matthew...in the middle of an explanation. Between him and I, we can solve the world's problems. :p