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Well, Im back from a backpacking trek through the Uplands section of Algonquin Park. I was able to pick my camera up tonight, so I thought I would upload a few pictures and some thoughts on the trip. I will try not to be too long-winded!
The trip:
Three of us set out from the trailhead just after noon. We delayed our departure for a few hours in order to let a major rainstorm pass. It was coming down hard, and the forest was barely visible through the mist. We had packed full rain gear, and we were just about to hit the trail in our ponchos / jackets (which would have been ridiculously hot) when the storm abated, leaving a clear sky and a muddy, puddle-filled trail.
The first days hike took us 12 km into the park. I decided to hike the loop in reverse (for some reason, just about everybody takes the west trail in and the east trail out), as it is always nice to pass other groups and get news on the path and campsites ahead. The trail was well marked and clear, save for the puddles and muck left by the storm.
By the end of the day, our boots (and legs) were a right mess.
Getting the campfire going was a treat. I showed my cousin how to make a fuzz-stick (with a Grohmann belt knife), and how to collect and build a proper fire (which, incidentally, I think is a neglected skill in some survival manuals, which focus on starting methods). He lit it up with a PJCB sprinkled with magnesium shavings, sparked with a ferro-rod. You guys should have seen his smile.
Gathering wood was a bit of a challenge, as the place was still water-logged. JK Hudson Bay knife and some quick batoning to the rescue! I sectioned a few fallen branches, split through them, and we had a pile of comparatively dry kindling tucked under a tarp in no time. I really enjoyed taking the HB out for a serious spin in the woods. It was my belt knife around camp - my JK AK in my Spec-Ops sheath was my trail knife, and I was able to carry it while wearing my full pack without worrying about it getting in the way of my waistband. To be perfectly honest, though, IF I hadnt needed to chop damp wood, I think I could have had a perfectly successful trip with just my little EDC scandi, which handled everything I asked of it.
For years, my ritual upon setting up at a new campsite has been to sit down, swap my boots for sandals, and whittle a few chopsticks for my evening meal. This saves me from having to pack a fork (ultralighters take note!). With the exception of soup, everything I pack for food can be eaten with chopsticks anyway, and its a fun way to unwind. I was impressed at how easily my Hudson Bay could handle this kind of fine work, though I preferred using my scandi, as it weighs less and is a bit lighter on the wrist after a long day on the trail.
We broke camp between 8 and 9 each morning, spent the entire day on the trail, and arrived at our next destination (always a lake) in mid-to-late afternoon. It was a pretty serious pace, to be honest. In hindsight, I should have planned for at least one day spent around camp, fishing, lounging, and resting. Oh well - Ill know that for next time! For his first trip out, my cousin had an amazing attitude. He was self-sufficient, rarely needed to be shown anything twice, didnt complain (much), didnt get spooked (except by raccoons) and was generally fun to have around. I have camped with many guys my age or older who are more of a burden on the trails, so this was a very pleasant surprise. We will certainly plan some outings together in the future.
The trails were varied, with wide straightaways, lots of up-and-down too small to show up on the topo-map, some steeper climbs and descents, singletrack through the woods, and so on. We were (unsurprisingly) surrounded by forest all day, with the occasional stream, marshy area, or view of a lake. Since we went in right after a storm, I did spend some time clearing the trail of debris. This actually worked out for the best, as I seem to be unable to keep pace with a slow group - I would range ahead, take some photos, cut up some fallen branches, look for critters and tracks, and wait for my companions to catch up. It gave them some incentive to increase their pace, and allowed me to take a few shots to share with you guys.
For example:
More to follow!
Well, Im back from a backpacking trek through the Uplands section of Algonquin Park. I was able to pick my camera up tonight, so I thought I would upload a few pictures and some thoughts on the trip. I will try not to be too long-winded!
The trip:
Three of us set out from the trailhead just after noon. We delayed our departure for a few hours in order to let a major rainstorm pass. It was coming down hard, and the forest was barely visible through the mist. We had packed full rain gear, and we were just about to hit the trail in our ponchos / jackets (which would have been ridiculously hot) when the storm abated, leaving a clear sky and a muddy, puddle-filled trail.
The first days hike took us 12 km into the park. I decided to hike the loop in reverse (for some reason, just about everybody takes the west trail in and the east trail out), as it is always nice to pass other groups and get news on the path and campsites ahead. The trail was well marked and clear, save for the puddles and muck left by the storm.


By the end of the day, our boots (and legs) were a right mess.

Getting the campfire going was a treat. I showed my cousin how to make a fuzz-stick (with a Grohmann belt knife), and how to collect and build a proper fire (which, incidentally, I think is a neglected skill in some survival manuals, which focus on starting methods). He lit it up with a PJCB sprinkled with magnesium shavings, sparked with a ferro-rod. You guys should have seen his smile.

Gathering wood was a bit of a challenge, as the place was still water-logged. JK Hudson Bay knife and some quick batoning to the rescue! I sectioned a few fallen branches, split through them, and we had a pile of comparatively dry kindling tucked under a tarp in no time. I really enjoyed taking the HB out for a serious spin in the woods. It was my belt knife around camp - my JK AK in my Spec-Ops sheath was my trail knife, and I was able to carry it while wearing my full pack without worrying about it getting in the way of my waistband. To be perfectly honest, though, IF I hadnt needed to chop damp wood, I think I could have had a perfectly successful trip with just my little EDC scandi, which handled everything I asked of it.


For years, my ritual upon setting up at a new campsite has been to sit down, swap my boots for sandals, and whittle a few chopsticks for my evening meal. This saves me from having to pack a fork (ultralighters take note!). With the exception of soup, everything I pack for food can be eaten with chopsticks anyway, and its a fun way to unwind. I was impressed at how easily my Hudson Bay could handle this kind of fine work, though I preferred using my scandi, as it weighs less and is a bit lighter on the wrist after a long day on the trail.

We broke camp between 8 and 9 each morning, spent the entire day on the trail, and arrived at our next destination (always a lake) in mid-to-late afternoon. It was a pretty serious pace, to be honest. In hindsight, I should have planned for at least one day spent around camp, fishing, lounging, and resting. Oh well - Ill know that for next time! For his first trip out, my cousin had an amazing attitude. He was self-sufficient, rarely needed to be shown anything twice, didnt complain (much), didnt get spooked (except by raccoons) and was generally fun to have around. I have camped with many guys my age or older who are more of a burden on the trails, so this was a very pleasant surprise. We will certainly plan some outings together in the future.
The trails were varied, with wide straightaways, lots of up-and-down too small to show up on the topo-map, some steeper climbs and descents, singletrack through the woods, and so on. We were (unsurprisingly) surrounded by forest all day, with the occasional stream, marshy area, or view of a lake. Since we went in right after a storm, I did spend some time clearing the trail of debris. This actually worked out for the best, as I seem to be unable to keep pace with a slow group - I would range ahead, take some photos, cut up some fallen branches, look for critters and tracks, and wait for my companions to catch up. It gave them some incentive to increase their pace, and allowed me to take a few shots to share with you guys.
For example:



More to follow!