Many, many, Septembers ago, we found a party of four in two canoes on the Big Salmon River that had swamped both canoes. They were cold, and there was gear everywhere, floating and on the bottom. Made sure everyone was okay, then cut some long willow poles with forks left on the bottom for them to hook gear out of the water. While they did that, we spent a couple of hours retrieving and bringing gear back upstream for them. Started a fire to help them dry out, made sure they had enough wood to keep warm that night, and gave them enough food to last the rest of their trip before we carried on. It was a good lesson for our kids in many ways.
We found more of their gear snagged in brush and floating on the river as we travelled, and stashed it where it would be easy for them to see.
Were a day ahead of them, and had caught plenty of grayling to supplement our supplies when we got a moose. IIRC, they caught up with us while we were taking care of it, and had moose for supper with us that night. They had found all the gear we stashed and enjoyed their first moose meat dinner, too.
Memories, eh?
Ted
Many, many, Septembers ago, we found a party of four in two canoes on the Big Salmon River that had swamped both canoes. They were cold, and there was gear everywhere, floating and on the bottom. Made sure everyone was okay, then cut some long willow poles with forks left on the bottom for them to hook gear out of the water. While they did that, we spent a couple of hours retrieving and bringing gear back upstream for them. Started a fire to help them dry out, made sure they had enough wood to keep warm that night, and gave them enough food to last the rest of their trip before we carried on. It was a good lesson for our kids in many ways.
We found more of their gear snagged in brush and floating on the river as we travelled, and stashed it where it would be easy for them to see.
Were a day ahead of them, and had caught plenty of grayling to supplement our supplies when we got a moose. IIRC, they caught up with us while we were taking care of it, and had moose for supper with us that night. They had found all the gear we stashed and enjoyed their first moose meat dinner, too.
Memories, eh?
Ted
Many, many, Septembers ago, we found a party of four in two canoes on the Big Salmon River that had swamped both canoes. They were cold, and there was gear everywhere, floating and on the bottom. Made sure everyone was okay, then cut some long willow poles with forks left on the bottom for them to hook gear out of the water. While they did that, we spent a couple of hours retrieving and bringing gear back upstream for them. Started a fire to help them dry out, made sure they had enough wood to keep warm that night, and gave them enough food to last the rest of their trip before we carried on. It was a good lesson for our kids in many ways.
We found more of their gear snagged in brush and floating on the river as we travelled, and stashed it where it would be easy for them to see.
Were a day ahead of them, and had caught plenty of grayling to supplement our supplies when we got a moose. IIRC, they caught up with us while we were taking care of it, and had moose for supper with us that night. They had found all the gear we stashed and enjoyed their first moose meat dinner, too.
Memories, eh?
Ted
The best ones, really appreciated that story.
We were once headed into the territory by boat, and it’s a hell of a long ways, 200kms of ocean and then river to the furthest camp. Weather can get severe, and was forecast to go Deadliest Catch that evening. 3/4s of the way there came across a small, old boat with a lone occupant in a place you never see anyone, out of fuel. He was waving, pulled up alongside to meet an American who had travelled up, bought the cheapest old boat he could find, filled the tank and set off after a lost plane crash rumored to be in the area. Trouble was I’ve worked this area for a good while, flown all over up there, and never heard the rumour from any other pilots or guides.
Nonetheless gave him a Jerry can or two of gas, warned him what was forecast and how severe that would be for his boat in its state, and suggested which cove he pull in. We proceeded on the trip and never heard from or of him again. It was a bad night for weather, would have sunk his boat if he didn’t pull in where suggested. About two years later I got an email, “Think I met you in the middle of nowhere” and he told me the story. Turns out he had pulled in where suggested, and enjoyed a hotspring instead of sinking. I’ve made that same call when I really wanted to get out, and seeing what the night brings for weather sometimes is startling. Was for him too I think, he seemed very grateful.
Feels good eh Ted? You remember that stuff more than the boar or bull.
.... Feels good eh Ted? You remember that stuff more than the boar or bull.
Rooting for ya Evan, that’s one of the absolute best corners of an amazing province. Good news is it’ll wait for ya.
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Nice pics. Im in prince george right now on the way to stewart then telegrapg creek. Ill get some pics for this thread. On the way here i added a detour and drove through banff and jasper. Fist time on this side of the country. Im on day 6 of a 18 day drive to telegraph creek adventure from NS