to the Torngat Mountains
Sunday, August 19
Today has been deemed a rest
day. A bright and sunny morning greets us, like yesterday.
We go fishing after breakfast, and the group catches quite
a few char of decent size. We move along upriver, fishing
here and there and coming across some very fresh wolf and
bear tracks, along with lots of bear scat, most of it very
fresh. One pile is huge and purple, and I can count the individual
berries in it. A little later, I stumble onto a spot with
three distinct piles of scat, not two feet from one another,
and none older than a couple of days. Good thing there are
blueberries in abundance here.
On the way to the lake Normand wants to see, we pass a large
waterfall, beautiful, loud and violent. At the lake, the wind
is so strong we expend much effort simply walking into it.
Lisette and I stay long enough to make a small fire and cook
two char for lunch, which are very welcome, considering we
have brought no other food for the day hike - we're saving
the last bag of trail mix for the hike out of the valley back
to the Korok tomorrow morning. We return to fishing not far
from camp at around 3:00 p.m.
While cooking supper, Bruno spots another black bear, probably
the same one from the previous day, some 400 or 500 metres
uphill from camp. It is a large adult, foraging for berries
in the scrub. It seems quite oblivious of us, moving slowly
eastward on the slope, eating all the way. I manage to snap
a few shots with the 210 mm telephoto.
Have been dreaming of food for quite a few days now, not because
we necessarily lack food but because I could eat a little
bit more and because I could use a sugar and fat fix. In the
pantry at home, I have chocolate, a big pot of honey, huge
medjool dates, cashews, peanuts, trail mix, cereal, oatmeal,
maple syrup, peanut butter, tuna, premium olive oils and balsamic
vinegars, thirty-some-odd bottles of wine, three bottles of
scotch, a ton of coffee
In the freezer, I have lamb
chops, chicken breasts, scallops
In the refrigerator,
I have all sorts of cheese, cans of Guinness and Kilkenny,
fruit juice, butter, potatoes, olives and I believe some leftover
At the grocery store, I could buy milk,
eggs, yogourt, fresh fruit and vegetables
time for bed now.
12: A long, wet hike
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