Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling . . . let us go.

Robert Service — The Call of the Wild

Day 8 - Moving to Emerald Lake

Day 8 – Thursday, July 19. We had to wake at 6:30am in order to pack camp and be ready for a 9:30am pickup. Megan flew Steve & I over to Keele Peak and what we call Emerald lake first. No fresh bear sign there, but astounding amounts of moose poop. Phil & Sandy followed soon after. I think I must have left a bear mace container in the left storage pod; we can't find it in our gear. We still have one can of bear mace, three sets of bear bangers, a bear horn and the shotgun.

Once camp is set up we started fishing. I couldn't get anything on flies, but Phil caught three large lake trout on a spoon out of the glacial stream emptying into the lake next to camp. Did some laundry. Rain has threatened all day, but so far we've seen nothing. Had Southwestern Couscous for lunch, (most excellent!), and Chilimac and SC&BBC for dinner. We're lower in elevation than our last campsite at Sheep pass, and more protected from the wind as well. As a result, the vegetation is much taller and more lush. Finding firewood for this evening's fire is much easier and less of a chore. Plenty of arctic willow four and five feet tall with lots of dead branches we can easily break off. We take the opportunity to burn all our burnable garbage from the last four days. It is still daylight at 11:30pm. We have not yet seen Keele Peak as the clouds have kept it hidden. If the clouds dissipate, I think I should be able to see it from my tent door. Today was also a food resupply day, so we spend some time organizing and re-organizing our food stash. Any time we get a resupply, our bear vaults are always full to overflowing and we have to find some way to store the excess. We each ended up placing our extra food in waterproof stuff sacks and then humping them over to a very large rock. It's the same rock we used back in 2007. We are not sure it is bear proof. But it is difficult for us to climb up on it and it is well away from camp. Not the best solution, but without any taller trees within a reasonable distance, it is far better than our last camp.

Megan arrives to ferry us from Sheep Pass to Emerald Lake. Right on time!
photographer: Sandra Moore
Phil rides the co-pilot seat on the flight to Emerald lake.
photographer: Sandra Moore
Beautiful Alpine Lupine surrounds the shore of Emerald lake.
photographer: Sandra Moore
River Beauty Fireweed with Alpine Lupine in the background. The wildflowers around the shore and up the slopes were outstanding.
photographer: Sandra Moore
Phil lands his first lake trout! Awesome!
photographer: Sandra Moore
Phil's first lake trout. On a spoon. Wait'll you see what he lands on a fly!
photographer: Sandra Moore
Peaceful evening fishing on Emerald lake. About fifty meters from camp.
photographer: Sandra Moore
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