10 June, River Days-3/Total-4, 18 Miles Today/Total-67
- Chuck
As we walked around camp this morning a couple of upset
seagulls made repeated aerial attacks on us. It was like something out
of the Hitchcock movie "Birds".
After 5 miles on the river, we entered Lake LaBerge (yes, the same as
Lake LaBarge in Robert Service's "The Cremation of Sam Magee").
We lost the main channel as we entered the Lake and had to drag our
canoes across about a half-mile of sandbars. Lake LaBerge is beautiful,
it is 30 miles long and 5 miles at its widest point, low mountains line
both sides and the water is clear and cold. We camped on the eastern
shore about half way up the length of the lake. The campsite is rocky,
but very nice with a great view of the mountains on the western shore
and a gorgeous sunset. Today we saw no other boats and had no civilization
noise, not even an aircraft. We're loving it!
"Till I came to the marge of Lake LaBarge and a derelict
there lay.
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a thrice, it was called the Alice
May."