At 03:54 PM 10/14/98 EDT, Johnlebl_at_aol.com wrote: >In a message dated 10/14/1998 1:18:31 PM EST, mhh_at_aretha.jax.org writes: > ><< I am saddened to report the apparent theft of a complete set > of four perfectly matched Canadian Ballast Rocks. The perpetrators > obviously knew something about kayak gear in that they passed over the > GPS, the UHF, the graphite paddle, etc and took only the CBRs.They are > grayish in color(the rocks not the perpetrators) with a speckling and > somewhat rounded. If you are offered a deal that seems too good to be > true on a matched set of Canadian Ballast Rocks it probably is. I dare not > set out on the ocean without them...... > mark. >> > >Mark, > >I confess to taking the Matching Set of Canadian Ballast Rocks. > >If you fail to find them before too long, look on Prarie Portage as this was >his next portage to carry them across. I know he knew they were in his pack >as I stuck a note on it while slapping him on the back while we visited on the >portage trail just like the kids in Junior High School used to put those "kick >me" signs on our backs. > >Some people just never grow up do they? > >John Mark - I was at Prairie Portage last Thursday. I noticed a number of rocks meeting your description along the portage trail (Canadian Side). Already having both ends full of camping gear I passed on the rocks. I'm not sure what the international treaties are on recovery of stolen property located in Canada which consists of illegally exported Canadian natural resources. Incidentally the BWCAW area was gorgeous last Thursday and Friday. The birch trees were all golden yellow running to light orange and nicely set off by the green pines. Highs during the day were around 60 with around 40 at night. Sunsets were gorgeous, really brought out the oranges. Saw two canoes on Thursday and two more on Friday. Friday morning while cooking breakfast I noticed a cow moose swimming from the island to shore. As I watched the calf set out from shore following the mother. Sausage was a little crisp by the time I got back to it, but what a sight. There were a fair number of eagles. Watched one pluck a fish out of the water and carry it to a rock for lunch. I didn't see too many loons, but while sitting on Sucker Lake trying to figure out which cove lead to Prairie Portage one popped up about 5 feet from the kayak. As soon as it looked over it's shoulder and saw me it dived again. Thursday morning was so foggy you couldn't see 20 feet on the lake. In the distance I heard one of the motor boats. It was killing the engine about every five minutes, to try to figure out where it was at. It went right by my camp site and I never saw it. Naturally the paddle out was dead into about a 20 knot wind. ,,, (o o) ==================oOO--(_)--OOo========================== Bob Washburn whiterabbit_at_iw.edwpub.com or rwashbu_at_siue.edu The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth. ========================================================= *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List Submissions: paddlewise_at_lists.intelenet.net Subscriptions: paddlewise-request_at_lists.intelenet.net Website: http://www.gasp-seakayak.net/paddlewise/ ***************************************************************************Received on Wed Oct 14 1998 - 17:34:16 PDT
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