Camping in Walker

Last weekend I went up to Walker and went camping on my cousin Cindy's property.  The weather was perfect.  Here's my friend Ellie and my cousin Shelly kicking back and chewing the fat.

Cindy built us a fire pit.  Both Friday and Saturday night we had a nice campfire.

Looks like cocktail hour.

Sunday morning we made a big breakfast and cousin Jodi showed up in her pj's to partake.

Leaving the BWCA - Day 5

On the last day we got up early and broke camp.  We had to do the reverse trip out, including rice paddy and push pull over rocks.  It actually seemed like the water was even lower than when we went in a few days prior.  Right now that portgage is closed due to a big wildfire that is burning up there.  It was burning when we were there but now it's gotten out of control.

Fishing BWCA - Day 4

Saturday was a very pleasant day and we left camp to do some fishing.

Everyone caught fish, even Tonya.

Mike with his nice smallmouth and his sunfish.

Josh caught several walleyes.

What in the hell do they have on?  Longjohns under their shorts.

Makita really warmed up to this bass.

He even shared the bass with Josh.

Mr. Northern ended up in the fry pan.

Okay this is getting too weird.  Now we have green longjohns under our shorts.  Oh and lets not overlook the baking glove.  I believe it was a carmel browning that night.

We had a nice big fish fry.

BWCA - Windy Day - Day Three

Day three turned out to be a really windy day.  We tried to go out fishing but it was impossible.  So it ended up to be a camp day.

There was a lot of eating...

drinking........

campsite maintenance...

fashion show....

bathing....(looks like a man's body wash commercial)

wood cutting....

baking...(Tonya with her baking glove on)

wanging......

more eating......

dish washing.....

cooking.... this is before Makita threw my Gerber in the fire.....

Entering BWCA - Day Two

On Thursday we entered the BWCA at entry point #84 Snake River.

We were able to haul in a few brews in for break time.

Things were interesting.  No truer words have been spoken, as when Mike announced "I have bad news, we run out of river".  And indeed we had.  We worked our tails off dragging the boats over rocks and mucking through "loon crap" (Tonya, that's just an expression...you didn't really walk in loon crap).  And then there was miles of rice paddy.

A little wang reward was in order after our hard day of getting in to BWCA.