Michael Pitt wrote:
Yikes. Very glad everyone got out safely! How did you arrange to get back to civilization?
We had some people back at home who were supporting our trip. We had them make calls to local charter companies in Thompson. We flipped on a Wednesday in the morning. All of Wednesday was spent finding the boats and finding gear and such. Like I said earlier we only lost our lunch pack and tents and paddles. We were told by our person at home on that Wednesday evening that the Charter companies didn't have any pilots in to talk about options of pickup but that Thursday they should have one.
We awoke Thursday destroyed by bugs from sleeping under a tarp. Thursday we learned that there would be more waiting but it seems like the lake 4KM to the north of where we crash-landed on the river there is "Barre Lake" and that would be our pickup point. Friday morning we got confirmation on that and started clearing a rough bush crash. We all set out with a full Nalgene each about 9 rolls of flagging and saws. We used a compass + map to find the lake. It was a hot day and we didn't bring any more than 1L of water for each person. We also didn't bring with us our water filters so we couldn't filter some creek water. By about 12:30 -1pm we ran out of flagging and had to go back. By 2pm we were back at the river and were taking down camp getting ready to portage. We were told earlier that day that we could get a flight at the latest at 5:30 pm that night. Our main concern was getting our personal gear out then the canoes.
The portage was through swamp and deep moss for most of it. When we left at 2 pm we had full Nalgenes again and drank maybe .5L while packing up. We were not in the best psychical shape to portage. Everyone was dehydrated but we didn't really think about it. We left the camp and everyone was going at their own pace. I eventually dropped my pack and started walking the rest of the way just with the water filter so that once I got to the lake we could filter water. I was the most mentally drained ever these few days of the trip and I remember talking to myself trying to decide if I should take the pack the whole way or stop and grab the filter out and take it the remaining way because that would be faster and then I could drink water and feel better faster. All in all, I decided to take off my pack and start walking toward Barre lake with the filter. At one point I decided to drink water out of the swamp. It was a small pocket of water and a frog jumped out of it but I drank it anyways. It was really cold and refreshing and I only drank a few sips because I was scared of viruses and such.
I eventually made it to the lake, My hips ached really bad from the uneven terrain and the heavy pack. I had my crewmate go back for my pack which was maybe .5-1km away from the lake. Once we made it to the lake we opened the Sat phone and learned that the pilot decided that landing on Barre lake was too dangerous and he was afraid for rocks. So Friday evening we portaged all of our personal gear + kettle pack to the lake but didn't bring food since we thought we were getting picked up. Luckily we threw some tortillas in my pack for "portage food" and one crewmate had some rootbeer barrels. We ate a few tortillas, a handful of rootbeer barrels, and some beef jerky for dinner that night. Barre lake is basically a big swamp and the bugs were worse on the lake then by the river.
Saturday morning we learned that the pilot wants to meet us on Pekisayaw lake and pick us up there. On our maps it showed that from the Western edge of Barre lake there was a stream that ran to Pekisayaw lake and that we "might" be able to paddle it or at least float our gear down. Saturday we spent all day portaging our heavy royalex WW boats to the lake and getting the rest of our food over. Saturday evening we had our first actual meal in 2 days and it was delicious! Saturday evening a storm came in and I remember being oh so scared for widow makers to fall down onto us. Luckily we made it to Sunday and Sunday morning came with high hopes. We ate a good breakfast and headed out for Pekisayaw lake. We were told by Homebase that we would be able to get picked up on Pekisayaw at the latest at 6pm. We paddled (with our 3 remaining paddles) to where the stream started then started walking our boats through this small creek. It was barely wide enough to fit our boats in it but it was 3-4 feet deep. This creek was fine while we were in the swampy area. But once we got to the area where the creek got to the wooded area it was deadfall city. We would push the boats slowly at a foot per minute. Literally dragging loaded boats over trees. It was awful. We did this for about 3 hours til at noon we checked our progress on GPS it was around .5km of progress out of the 5km we needed to do. We made the executieve decision there that we would have to drop the boats. It was worth fighting the mosquitoes for a few more days to bring boats home that would be ****.
We dropped the boats and started walking and following the stream to Pekisayaw Lake. The person with the lightest pack followed the stream and the 3 others would walk up top in the woods where it was easier to walk and we played Marco Polo for 4 hours til we made it to the lake. At 4PM we made it to Pekisayaw lake. We were all super tired and beat up. We made a call to home base telling them that we made it to the lake. We sat on the shore of the lake and admired it. I personally thought that it was a 30% chance that the plane would pick us up. I thought if it did pick us up that it would crash while we were inside. The whole trip was really messed up from day one. I am planning to present this at some paddling event in the future.
Key take away, Don't rush a route.