Here are some of the pictures from our June, 2001, trip to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. On this trip we traveled 68 miles and passed through 27 lakes, 1 river, 3 creeks and carried over 31 portages. We laid over one day, doing nothing but relaxing and some day trips. The entire trip was seven days - we put in at Lake One in the early morning of Monday, June 11, and got out at Snowbank Lake in the late afternoon of Sunday, June 17.

 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 
 
My daughter, Karen, and I loading the canoe at the Lake One access point.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

I'm taking a break here for lunch. Note the Buck knife stuck in the log. We used it to cut the cheese and sausage.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Karen wrapping a tortilla around her summer sausage.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Late afternoon reflection on Hudson Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

At sunset, the water turned to glass at the campsite on Hudson Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

The weather appeared to be clearing as we crossed Alice Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Cliffside pictographs on the Kawishiwi River.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Karen and I at the campsite on the Kawishiwi.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Our tent and tarp at the Kawishiwi camp.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

View across the Kawishiwi River from our camp. The cliff is where the pictographs are located.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Another view of our camp on the Kawishiwi.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

A moose cow. She had two calves, but the pictures of them did not turn out.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

An overcast day, but a beautiful paddle through a creek laden with lilly pads as we enter Trapline Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Still overcast and windy as we reach Boulder Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Sunset on Boulder Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Paddling through a marsh at the end of a portage to enter Roe Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Sunrise at our camp on Sagus Lake.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Karen calls this picture the "Lord of the Flies."
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Karen found a different kind of fly to play with.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

My wife, Dorie, and I preparing to exit the canoe at a portage.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

Karen wanted to run these, but they were going in the wrong direction.
 
 
 
 
 





 
 
 
 

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