I tried the Mountain House ‘Scrambled eggs with bacon’ for breakfast for the first time. Once the excess water is removed/consumed it’s not bad, although some of the larger pieces of egg are a bit spongy… but at just 320cal I should have cooked 2 of them. How far will 320cal take me on a SUP? I add a heaping tablespoon of coconut oil to up the calorie count and then enjoy my cup of coffee.
I was camped on an island on Stoney Lake and would be making my way through Burleigh Falls, Lovesick Lake and over to Wolf Island Provincial Park, just 11km if I went straight there, but I add another 5-6km as I explore the area on my way.
Burleigh Falls was my 1st real stop. I take a swim at the base of the rapids, and watch some Osprey soar overhead.
I am thankful for my lock pass as I make my way through Lock 28 at Burleigh Falls. It’s at least 7m high and the stairs are incredibly steep! There is no lock 29, so the next one is Lock 30 at the western end of Lovesick Lock. It raises me just 1.1m into Lower Buckhorn Lake. As the wind begins to pick up I explore the western shore of Wolf Island Provincial Park, stepping off my SUP occasionally to check out some of the deserted campsites.
The Ontario Parks website doesn’t have a whole lot to say about Wolf Island Provincial Park. It is a non-operational park and there are a number of sites where people seem to camp. I visited 4-5 of these sites and they were all very clean with little to no broken glass or garbage. 1 house boat was tied up against a small island for the night, but otherwise I had the area to myself. I made my way as far as Black Duck Bay before heading back through the lock to Lovesick Lake, where I received a weather update from the lock operators. “45mm of rain”, they told me in passing. Huh? Must have said 4-5mm…?
The site I’d chosen had an incredible view of Lovesick Lake….
… and there were still a few berries to be found for dessert…
Choosing my site based on the view may not have been wise. During the night the wind picked up and shifted, and, 40 or more mm of rain blew sideways into my site! I woke up shivering and soaking wet at 2am. After taking a moment to adjust my tarp against these conditions I climbed back into a wet sleeping bag and zipped it up for the 1st time on this trip. I warmed-up slowly and then slept through the rest of the torrential downpour until around 6am.
At least gathering water wouldn’t be a problem. A few minutes is all it took to fill all of my containers with the water that was pouring off my flysheet. I drank my fill. I cooked breakfast over my bushbuddy stove under the tarp with some dry branches that I had stashed inside my barrel overnight. Downing 2 ‘Mountain House’ packs of scrambled eggs w bacon and 2 cups of coffee I felt warm at last and then slept another 2 hours. By the time I woke again the rain had finally stopped, but the wind had not. I’d be facing quite a headwind to get where I was going…