So I find myself here (ministry site on Killarney looking SW onto the ridges of OSA)@ the beginning of not only my first 10 day trip but at the front end of what will be 27 days of camping; with a night at camp or in the staffhouse here and there. What could possibly have pushed me to these lengths? Was it the prospect of snorkelling in Killarney L. 4 nights in a row? The possibility of getting a shot of ANYTHING underwater? The silence? The chance of seeing something new? By the way, about 10 minutes ago i saw a bumblebee pollinating a very fresh stand of indian pipe, proof positive that they are indeed flowers; but where's the chlorophyll?!
Maybe we'll get back to the subject of what draws me out here later but for now, this definetely does NOT feel like work! And that's even after working overtime today digging thunderboxes (4 in a row).
Campsites on George L. are all really nice, beaches, quartz, honest to goodness tent pads. The easternmost site on the N shore is by far the nicest. Big flat expanse under a towering hardwood canopy. Gravel like what you can find @ the old abandoned mine on Landsdowne Channel. Would be a good one for car campers who don't want to stay in the George Lake Campground.
Stopped for BIG ranger lunch at the waterfall on the Killarney to Freeland Portage. Lots of water and a beautiful swimming hole at the bottom. Got two oreos from the campers on the last site whose privy we dug today, so tasty. Also talked to their two kids about how best to mix rasberry juice and their homemade mahogany plywood kayak (kid size).
The ministry site is on a big grassy expanse, found a nice spot under a low spreading oak but was disappointed to find the mosquitoes here have come back to some extent. Looking forward to OSA and Baie Fine tomorrow.
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