Allagash Waterway Part 4 – Making the Miles (Day 215)

• Reco today: 19.7 miles

  • Stevie Allagash /Quebec National Trail Alternate (84-103.7)

    • Lake Umsaskis, Lago Largo and the Allagash river

• Total walking: 4,176 miles
• Total rowing: 158.9 miles

46-78 ° F, sunny, some whispers, light wind sometimes.

Ferry landing camp at the entrance camp

Things started in a cloud this morning. And it was cold, that we really liked. Dad had forgotten his pants since they were more than 90 degrees when we left, but fortunately he brought some rain pants to wear. Breakfast this morning consisted of fried spam and blueberry pancakes. A quite tasty pleasure, I thought. We packed and hit the water at 7:34 am, a minute before yesterday.

When we started rowing, the cloud on the lake had dissipated some misty things near the lake and then a layer up with flashing columns of white steam turning and connecting the two layers. It was a beautiful and serene scene.

To add it, a little later I approached some crazy people and were calling.

We had more rowing in the lake to start the day. The calm began and we were having a lovely beginning. Around 9:45 am, we stopped in this camp to regroup, delay, sunscreen and filter a little water.

I understand again, we commented how perfect the day was, just a light breeze, clear and sunny, and a good comfortable temperature. That is when the wind picked up in us that came from the north directly to us. From there, we were hugging the shore trying to hide behind any point that blocked the wind. At each point that stood out, we would rest short before the next thrust forward. Long Lake was a straight shot to the north and south, so the «W» (superstitious, I began to use this code to refer to it) had a long way to develop its strength.

Like’s last open part, we made a direct line to the northern end where things were reduced again. Fortunately, the wind left on the road. In the narrow section before Harvey Pond, a large blue heron gave us a show, since he had a fish in his beak and continued to fly a little later. It seemed that I was trying to eat it, but then we appeared and would like to fly again.

We discussed to have lunch at a camp in Harvey Pond, but instead we pushed in the long time of the lake, where we had our third hauling of the trip. We have lunch and dry our tents there. I made a quick dip. At some point during this stop, Dad realized that he could not find his shorts and basically reduced the rain pants at this point for leg clothing.

The other side of the Portage began to row again. He felt good to have some current. At 3:00 pm we arrive at a tentita and talk about whether to call it early or go another 8 miles to the next camp. In general, the campsites have been excellent through the desert and abundant, but it happened that there was no camp option in the middle. We chose to do it.

With the river helping, we made a good rhythm. And it was a wonderful palette with many wildlife sightings … Moose, deer, bald Águilas, ducks (Mergansers?), And some beavers and/or otters …

When passing through this section, there were many rapids of class 1. For dad it became clear that we are great fans of class things 1. There is no need for anything more than that. These rifles keep things in motion and feel that we could navigate well through it (most of the time).

Later in the afternoon, we arrived at a place where there was an icon labeled like Allagash Elm in Farout. This is what he said …

«Keep your eyes out in this reach of some majestic American elm trees, which have managed to avoid Dutch the disease due to their remoteness.»

We are not experts in trees, especially me, but Dad told me how growing there was elmo trees everywhere. Then, there was a period in which they began to die of the disease. He thought the one in the photo above was an elmo and we both liked them. If so, there were also many others like this.

Bright green aquatic vegetation.

After our long palette, we came to camp around 5:35 pm. It was chicken Alfredo tonight and a little Buddine again for the dessert, Dad had a pistachio flavor and mine was banana. Our entertainment was to see a boat in the lake making strange behaviors, going and coming to the shore, maybe towing another boat. We thought they were fishing, but it was strange.

We had a resident catfish on our shore …

I was a little scared of how friendly they were all, so I decided to filter the kayak water. We are using a Katadyn water filter instead of the Sawyer, so it actually worked well in the boat. I took the next photo while looking towards our camp on the ground …

Tired, we were in our tents shortly after 8:00 pm almost a day of 20 miles!

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