Sec Lake campsite where I found my car fob in my tent.

ATVenture wrote:

Good stories Bo, sounds like quite the adventure! At least you got to spend 46 nights in THE GREATEST PARK IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!
This is why I have made a habit of leaving my keys back with the car, I usually stash them in either in one of the tubes on my trailer hitch receiver or up in a fender or something.Cheers

 
Thanks ATV...good idea re fob that I will try next time.  I see on FB you have had a good year catching specks. NICE!!!

PaPaddler wrote:

Tough ride, Bo.  Chin up, come back at it next year and the pendulum may swing the other way.

 
Yes...next year's challenge is on my to do list.  But it won't be in a canoe.

Start Date ...July 2
End Date...Aug 16
Total Nights...46

Prologue...

Yes I know 46 nights is not my legacy 125 nights I had planned.  Yes, I really, really know and not impressed with the way my trip went.  It started off with covid hitting me, then a bad cold, then a severely arthritic left knee, then total energy, and finally MR WIND.
If I now have your attention, grab a beverage and get comfy  as this is a long trip log.  If not just curse MR WIND for me!  That will make me extremely happy

The Beginning.....

July 2 .... A few days after schools out for summer and my part-time job driving special needs students to and from school over, I am off to Sec Lake for the start of my originally planned 125 consecutive nights legacy trip.  Then covid started on day 2 on Sec.  On day one I felt great and on day two I felt miserable, i.e. headache, fever, zero energy, and no desire to do anything but like down and rest.  I felt miserable for five more nights, then felt good enough to leave Sec for Cedar.    No more covid but stupidity had taken its place.  On my canoe ride to access point I had a terrible thought.  Did I bring my car fob with me?    My memory hadn't been good since covid.  I decided I must have packed it and off I paddled.

Upon reaching access point, the search began, began, and then began again for my fob!  NO FOB!
I canoed back to my site and searched every square inch but no fob could be found.  Canoed again back to access point in a not too pleasant mood and the 4th search began of my gear for my fob.  NO FOB!!! 

Really, after 60 years of interior camping I have no fob or car keys and my cell phone in my car.  And I live in Ottawa...what the hell do I do now????  I was totally mentally and physically spent and totally depressed.  I was unable to think rationally so I decided to camp on the site real close to access point that I could walk too.    I then could rest and hopefully come up with a viable solution.

I got all my gear to campsite and s

Wild guess....

CRADLE LAKE

Longer into Red Pine Bay (Portal now Burntroot)

That was Easter weekend when we dried out Swede from our campfire.  Yeah.... those were the days. We need to have another one this summer.

Thanks Jeff,but the real Rose Island was where we had a few get togethers including one time at Easter.