Day Two – Misty Lake to White Trout Lake
I brought my summer sleeping bag with me because it takes up so little room, but this night was cold and I woke up shivering. Coffee helped get me moving though, and soon breakfast was on. I love the first day’s breakfast, you buy those 500mL milk cartons full of eggs, freeze it until the morning you head out, and cook them up with a mess of microwave bacon. Then you throw ’em in a wrap with cheese and some tomato (if you’ve got it), and you’re sitting pretty. We got on the lake fairly quickly after that, all full of energy and ready for the day.
On our way east out of Misty, we came across our first wildlife of the trip, a moose! It was grazing in the narrow part of the lake in a grassy bay before trundling off to the woods. I managed to get a great look at him through binoculars, but he was too far away for a picture. We did a proper double portage to start our day and see how we’d do timewise, and were disappointed in 40-odd minuted for a 850m portage. We’d have to kick it up a notch if we were going to make the kind of time we wanted! Luckily though, that was the longest of the 5 portages we’d have to do that day, and the rest were a breeze.
We took our time at the bottom of rapids, casting a line into the deeper pools in search of brook trout. My cousin managed to catch a few, including a absolutely gorgeous one at the Taylor Chute before Grassy Bay/ White Trout Lake. Because of the high water level May is known for, we managed to get through the Petawawa River fairly quickly compared to the first day, and were relieved to find the site directly south of the mouth of the river to be of outstanding quality.
We took a quick look at the island site more close to White Trout Lake proper, but it wasn’t as nice as the one closer to Grassy Bay (which is where we were going the next day), so we headed back to the first site we looked at, grabbing firewood along the way. Camp went up quickly, the saws came out and the lumber yard started up. Within an hour, we were either fishing or sitting around the fire, contemplating starting our dinner of spaghetti and dehydrated sauce, turkey, and red pepper. I have to say, my dehydrator is a thing of beauty. This is my first time really using it to it’s full potential, and as someone who’s carted in cans and jars before, it was just so amazing to have meals like this. They came back perfectly, and we were eatting pounds of food a day!