Last year I helped my friend Jarrod Stone Dahl build a birch bark canoe, it was quite simply one of the highlights of my traditional woodworking life. We only had about an hour with it on the water though and part of the dream was always to paddle a canoe in a proper wilderness area in the far North. This year we did just that. Our team included Jarrod, my friend Ken Leinback, a truly inspirational guy and my apprentice Zak. We also had three great hand built boats. The birch bark we built last year. Jarrod’s 1930’s wood and canvas canoe and Ken’s 2 seater cedar strip kayak, we took that on it’s maiden voyage together about 25 years ago.
We put in at Sawbill lake which is 20 miles up a dirt road, in the summer this place is apparently really busy but in October it was dead.
This pile of hire canoes gives an idea of what it must be like in the summer but even so folk tell me that after a few hours paddle you see very few people.
Sawbill is the entrance point to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness over a million acres of lakes and forest, home to bear, wolves, beaver, moose, bald eagles and allegedly great fishing. This is what it looks like from the air as we flew over on our way from the UK.
Paddling about collecting firewood at dusk.
One of things I had hoped to do on the trip was test drive my prototype bushcraft axe we did some firewood processing and I carved a spoon or two but the firewood was such easy stuff it did not have to work hard.
This was my first good view of a beaver lodge. The large domed earth covered mound is the lodge where a family of beaver live. Out front is the larder, piles of branches part submerged. The beaver eat the bark of these branches over winter. The lakes will soon be frozen over but access to the lodge and food store is all underwater. The water was already incredibly cold, their fur must be an fantastic insulator. It was the fur trade which drove the economy in this region, the trade routes were the lakes and rivers and the cargo vessels were birch bark canoes.
The kayak and Jarrod in his canvas canoe. These two would clear off into the distance with ease leaving me working furiously and not very efficiently to keep up. Over the five days my paddling improved but I was still a long way short of Jarrod’s graceful efficient action.
Pulled up at another perfect campsite.
Next morning up before sunrise for some fishing.
The silence here was truly incredible. I have only experienced it before in Northern Sweden but it is at times total silence. No wind, no airplanes overhead, no distant road noise, no birds, nothing complete silence.
Sit on a lake like that for an hour or so in a boat built from the materials growing around the lake and it is quite a profound experience even if you catch no fish.
I have few photos of portages because they are very hard work. When you hit land you unpack and start carrying there is no time for taking pics, it is really hard work. This is the end of a particularly grueling portage, nearly a mile over steep rocky terain. First you carry the heaviest packs, then you go back for your boat and most times we needed a third trip for the rest of the packs so a 1 mile portage means walking 6 miles, 3 of them with heavy loads.
and then the sun came out
Moose footprints, we saw lots of these and fresh droppings but sadly did not see a moose.
and another portage, most days we had three or four of these.
Me in a very happy place
What a campsite
Loading up in the mist otter scat in the foreground
This day we got really wet. My canoe sprung a leak so I was kneeling in 3″ of ice water we had a long way to travel with some big portages.
We stopped for lunch made hot soup and patched the leak in my canoe with spruce tar and bear grease as you do.
The last campsite. We arrived here after a long day, the last portage was in the dark followed by paddling across a lake and searching for the campsite by headtorch. No campfire but we rigged up a tarp cooked and were ready for bed.
Closing selfie. It was a very special time with very special people. What did I learn? Very hard work when shared with good friends can be fun. Time spent deeply immersed in nature is a fine antidote to time spent in front of a screen. If you find truly amazing, inspiring people you should go out of your way to make sure you spend quality time with them, there will be very valuable outcomes yet unknown down the line. Those five days will be remembered in fine detail in many years time, they were precious. I should strive to make more times in my life when I am living like this.