Hey Dave,
Welcome to the solo club. Congratulations on your first. If you stick with it, you may find that most of your tripping becomes solo. It is extremely rewarding.
Forget the bug tent. It will confine you. Because things are so quiet solo, wildlife will come by in camp. I have had songbirds feeding around my feet and under my little folding stool, as I sat there, quietly reading, and slowly turning my head to watch. After they get used to you, they sometimes don't mind movement as long as it is not sudden and loud. I have had mink run by my feet several times, including an entire family. The loons and red breasted mergansers always come in close to visit when you are quiet, so why be confined in a cage, which also cuts down your vision significantly. Up in the Barrens the wolves come by to check you out. You might miss them if you are holed up in a bug tent.
By the way, it is not good to brag about single carries. First of all it indicates you weren't gone very long or far. In many cases, especially on longer trips, a single carry is not a wise thing to do, especially if you have a royalex tripping boat on a whitewater trip. Heavy! Besides the extra food, fuel, and gear will require multiple carries.
The more you travel, the more you will encounter wet days with banana peel ground lichens on rock, which can result in torn knee and ankle ligaments, or a wrenched back or neck. Don't underestimate the probability of serious injury while carrying heavy loads. It would be downright stupid to end up disabled on a long solo trip and have to call for rescue. The absolute worst embarrassment for a solo tripper is to have to be rescued. It must be prevented at all costs. Travel long and hard and well, with skill. But don't tempt disaster. I know. I have done thousands of kilometers solo for 25 years now, fallen on slippery logs and lichens under a heavy load many times in close calls, and now I always multiple carry. My nearest disaster was falling carrying two packs over blowdown, and I fell, missing being impaled by very sharp snapped off spruce branches about 1-2 inches thick. I could have easily died being skewered. Taking my time I see more of the portages than people in a hurry do, and I see the land from the interior, which is different than the shoreline. I get to pick blueberries and raspberries on the way back. I see most of the wildlife sign on portages when I travel below treeline. I have encountered moose, bear, fox, wolves, and glorious forest songbird communities on portage trails, and the landscape in almost an endorphin induced euphoria as I almost float along after a killer painful stint with a heavy pack or canoe. On the walk (float) back I see way more that when I am loaded and sweating with bugs in my face.
Take your time and spend some time in the deeper forest. It is worth it.
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