Northeast Quetico - September 9-14 2000
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That night I was awakened by numerous flashes in the west. It was like the ending of a fireworks show. I had a hard time figuring out what was causing them because they were behind the clouds and it produced absolutely no sound. They say there is no such thing as heat-lightening but this was very close to the popular description I've heard. I took a few pictures but quickly realized it was real lightening and heading my way. By the time I had my pants and shoes on, I only had time to add a few larger rocks to hold down the tent and cover the wood with my empty pack and more rocks. It hit with a sudden blast that blew over my tripod and camera. The camera hit the padded lid inside the case like it wanted to be put away so I packed it in and headed for the tent. I think that first blast was the worst of it. I did hear a little rain but I fall asleep pretty fast in a tent. I'm always amazed at the comfort and security that two thin layers of nylon provide.

The next morning I planned on getting an early start but I could hear it was windy again so I rolled over and slept a few more hours. Only later during a leisurely bacon and egg breakfast did I debate whether or not I could actually get anywhere if I tried. I could see whitecaps coming out of the corner I needed to make. It wasn't until noon that I decided since I'd only have two nasty stretches and the rest of the day would be somewhat protected from the wind. (I may even have it at my back for a while!) It was time to go.

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