
"Fires don't go out, they just sleep until they are well rested." Matthew Wapachee Through Garrett's Eyes After
discovering a fire at the start of our journey near the headwaters of the
Great Whale River, we were
bussed south to the historic Rupert River. We put in at Lake Mistassini in
downtown Mistissini. We spent the first night across from the settlement
and the next day glided across the monstrous lake toward the western
shore. I remember Mistassini to be a geological wonder; impressive
sedimentary rock formations covered the shore. I even kept a few The
next day we traveled toward the mouth of the Rupert, which lay near the
center of the lake. We stayed at an important landmark: a huge granite
rock left by the last ice age on a smooth sandy esker, which was the place
where the old fur-trade brigadiers, traveling to Rupert's House for
supplies, would The
following day we were on the river shooting rapids and enjoying the beauty
of northern Quebec. The Rupert is a great whitewater river and the top
section of river is absolutely unbelievable: a strong current, huge falls
separated by large run-able sections of whitewater, a few short portages,
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From this point on, our spirits shifted a notch lower and a level of stress awakened throughout our section, as we raced down the Marten River unable to fish, shooting rapids blindly, praying we make it to a road that we knew crossed the river, before the fire might reach us. The staff was definitely worse off stress-wise than the campers. For us campers, the Marten River took more of our attention because it is a perfect canoe-able river. All the whitewater is of perfect size and run-able. These were my first days in the stern, for I had made a promise to myself to learn how to stern before I left Section A, a skill I hadn't yet learnt as a camper. So, the guide, and especially my faithful bowman Seton, were on ends as we shot rapid after rapid, successfully I might add! It was great! Another couple of days down the river and we were at the road. When it was all said and done, seven days, including two hitchhiked trips to Chibougamou (pronounced Shi-BOO-ga-moo), were lost trying to figure out what to do next. In the end, we continued down the river with lower morale, for the chances of our making it to the Bay were slim to none, now that we had lost so much time. |
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