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aleatoriusVot ved' kak. V obschestve ne-russkih, ya inogda pochemu-to vedu sebya sootvetstvenno nekotoromu cliche o russkih...
Vot trip-report o pohode v Algonquin Parc, chto v Ontario.
thanx to everyone who came and made it a great
weekend:
dmitri the naked dancin bear aka curly
nathalie the goose
juliette the swiss miss
stephanie and christina - the badass camp counsellors.
do NOT send kids to camp.
catherine aka bob the crazy aussie
thomas 'wheres the wine' schmidt
a squeal of tires, a quick u turn, miss a few
pedestrians, and a crazed swiss guy sticks his head
out of the car yelling Have You Got Wine??? to the
'estrogen' car with the girls. two cars boot off.
and 2 pedestrians are left standing there in the
middle of the street wondering what was that????
and thats how it started. off to algonquin.
thankfully we stopped and checked our oil. yes
nathalie, a dipstick with nothing on it is a bad
thing. then the midnight roadblock in the middle of nowhere. 'no officer, we havent been drinking. but theres a car behind us with a bunch of crazy girls who we just saw at a gas station with a box of wine...'
the campsite at whitney is apparently... gone. so we 'slept' at the local gas staion. thanx to the guy who ran his truck for 2 hours overnight. very nice. and the boys who work there were mooooost friendly in the morning. we got outa there fast.
on the water at last on Opeongo lake. weather ok. a little wind, but not too bad. a good day of paddling for 4-5 hrs, and then a nice island campsite.
portabello mushrooms on pasta with a herbed goat
cheese sauce. then yummy rice pudding with yummy
fruit salad. what a horrible meal. costco can be a good place.
that night we all awoke to our tents flooded with
light. then a giant boom, and a thunderstorm from
HELL. pounding rain. i thought our tent wouldnt make it. sleeping right under a storm doesnt lead to much sleep. the next morning, off at the crack of 1030. our first portage 1.5km. but we had to find the portage first. or in other words, we did a little 'advance' scouting for the next day. and then made it to the correct portage, to escape the wind on the big lake. interesting encounter with the crusty fishermen who waved and yelled 'goodbye kiddies!' uh huh.
right at about this time the red drink crystals came out and we realized that it looked a lot like blood. and hence a number of people on the portage trail dripping with blood loooking like a runaway lawn mower was savaging algonquin trails.
into crow river, a beautiful narrow lazy meandering stream. idyllic and a highlight of the trip. after enjoying some more swedish and norwegian trail mix, we decided to do the 3km portage. this group demonstrated its fortitude today and the next morning with a 2km portage. tomas taking a canoe and a drybag with blood restricting straps. nathalie running along with a canoe on her shoulders. catherine carrying kavi's pack which is almost as tall as her. dmitri trying to carry everything. everyone worked on these portages.
beautiful evening on redrock lake. full moon. crazy
loons. another amazing dinner - couscous with
sundried tomatoes, almonds, and a LOOOT of garlic.
luckily dmitri had brought a russian first aid kit for
all our aches and pain. russian first aid kits are
the best in the world. very tech. advanced. made by
johnny walker. everyyyyybody was feeling pretty d...
good.
up the next am to see the mist on the water. and 5
hours of sundappled paddling with the leaves starting
their change.
trip stats:
number of peanuts stuffed into noses: 2
number of peanuts recovered from said noses: 1
dont worry steph, i'll get u ;-)
number of outboard motors: 1. his name is dmitri
toenails held on with ductape: 1
most strident yell/scream: catherine "kavi. are u
going to take that peanut out of ur nose or not. you
CANT JUST LEAVE IT THERE!!!!! THATS DISGUSTING!!!!
coolest rain coat: juliette looking like 007
best teva tan: nathalie. my feet were just dirty ive
realized nathalie!
scientific obsrvn: marshmallows grow when u throw them
into the fire. a lot
most ardent supporter of naked moonlight dancing:
dmitri
most ardent advocate of cannibalism: dmitri
biggest display of nudity: cgandsa running and
screaming with canoe and not much else.
number of moose seen: 1
number of loons posing as wolves: 1
quality of meals: excessively good
total portage distance: 6.5 km
canoe distances: ~33 km
number of rafts with crazy laughing goose: 1
back to montreal in 4.5 hours in time to catch a great
show at le swimming.
thanx to everyone who came and made it a great
weekend:
dmitri the naked dancin bear aka curly
nathalie the goose
juliette the swiss miss
stephanie and christina - the badass camp counsellors.
do NOT send kids to camp.
catherine aka bob the crazy aussie
thomas 'wheres the wine' schmidt
take care,
kavi
Vot trip-report o pohode v Algonquin Parc, chto v Ontario.
thanx to everyone who came and made it a great
weekend:
dmitri the naked dancin bear aka curly
nathalie the goose
juliette the swiss miss
stephanie and christina - the badass camp counsellors.
do NOT send kids to camp.
catherine aka bob the crazy aussie
thomas 'wheres the wine' schmidt
a squeal of tires, a quick u turn, miss a few
pedestrians, and a crazed swiss guy sticks his head
out of the car yelling Have You Got Wine??? to the
'estrogen' car with the girls. two cars boot off.
and 2 pedestrians are left standing there in the
middle of the street wondering what was that????
and thats how it started. off to algonquin.
thankfully we stopped and checked our oil. yes
nathalie, a dipstick with nothing on it is a bad
thing. then the midnight roadblock in the middle of nowhere. 'no officer, we havent been drinking. but theres a car behind us with a bunch of crazy girls who we just saw at a gas station with a box of wine...'
the campsite at whitney is apparently... gone. so we 'slept' at the local gas staion. thanx to the guy who ran his truck for 2 hours overnight. very nice. and the boys who work there were mooooost friendly in the morning. we got outa there fast.
on the water at last on Opeongo lake. weather ok. a little wind, but not too bad. a good day of paddling for 4-5 hrs, and then a nice island campsite.
portabello mushrooms on pasta with a herbed goat
cheese sauce. then yummy rice pudding with yummy
fruit salad. what a horrible meal. costco can be a good place.
that night we all awoke to our tents flooded with
light. then a giant boom, and a thunderstorm from
HELL. pounding rain. i thought our tent wouldnt make it. sleeping right under a storm doesnt lead to much sleep. the next morning, off at the crack of 1030. our first portage 1.5km. but we had to find the portage first. or in other words, we did a little 'advance' scouting for the next day. and then made it to the correct portage, to escape the wind on the big lake. interesting encounter with the crusty fishermen who waved and yelled 'goodbye kiddies!' uh huh.
right at about this time the red drink crystals came out and we realized that it looked a lot like blood. and hence a number of people on the portage trail dripping with blood loooking like a runaway lawn mower was savaging algonquin trails.
into crow river, a beautiful narrow lazy meandering stream. idyllic and a highlight of the trip. after enjoying some more swedish and norwegian trail mix, we decided to do the 3km portage. this group demonstrated its fortitude today and the next morning with a 2km portage. tomas taking a canoe and a drybag with blood restricting straps. nathalie running along with a canoe on her shoulders. catherine carrying kavi's pack which is almost as tall as her. dmitri trying to carry everything. everyone worked on these portages.
beautiful evening on redrock lake. full moon. crazy
loons. another amazing dinner - couscous with
sundried tomatoes, almonds, and a LOOOT of garlic.
luckily dmitri had brought a russian first aid kit for
all our aches and pain. russian first aid kits are
the best in the world. very tech. advanced. made by
johnny walker. everyyyyybody was feeling pretty d...
good.
up the next am to see the mist on the water. and 5
hours of sundappled paddling with the leaves starting
their change.
trip stats:
number of peanuts stuffed into noses: 2
number of peanuts recovered from said noses: 1
dont worry steph, i'll get u ;-)
number of outboard motors: 1. his name is dmitri
toenails held on with ductape: 1
most strident yell/scream: catherine "kavi. are u
going to take that peanut out of ur nose or not. you
CANT JUST LEAVE IT THERE!!!!! THATS DISGUSTING!!!!
coolest rain coat: juliette looking like 007
best teva tan: nathalie. my feet were just dirty ive
realized nathalie!
scientific obsrvn: marshmallows grow when u throw them
into the fire. a lot
most ardent supporter of naked moonlight dancing:
dmitri
most ardent advocate of cannibalism: dmitri
biggest display of nudity: cgandsa running and
screaming with canoe and not much else.
number of moose seen: 1
number of loons posing as wolves: 1
quality of meals: excessively good
total portage distance: 6.5 km
canoe distances: ~33 km
number of rafts with crazy laughing goose: 1
back to montreal in 4.5 hours in time to catch a great
show at le swimming.
thanx to everyone who came and made it a great
weekend:
dmitri the naked dancin bear aka curly
nathalie the goose
juliette the swiss miss
stephanie and christina - the badass camp counsellors.
do NOT send kids to camp.
catherine aka bob the crazy aussie
thomas 'wheres the wine' schmidt
take care,
kavi
