Labrador Memories 4 Gulf – 1 ~ Goat Head Lake Part 2 Wednesday June 21st – 5km – Strong,gusty NW wind. What a difference a day makes. We were out on the west side of the lake today and up into the NW corner of the block. Choppy ride over in the canoe. Occassional showers, the higher up we wandered the more frequent the snow and hail squalls. Going up one steep slope we sat in a 5 foot tall bushy cluster of spruce for ten minutes during a sleety squall. Actually quite protected; we were fortunate to find such an opportune clump; as the trees really thin out the higher you climb. Found some rusty boulders, but nothing too exciting. Another small showing on one ridge had a bit of Pyrite and Calco-pyrite with garnets. The valleys are quite sparse in vegetation except where the tag alders and ground birch have enough moisture to make going through rough; while in other with small lakes the spruce are able to make a stand. The higher you climb the less trees then suddenly none at all along the wind swept tops. Sure glad I brought chap sticks for my constantly dry lips.
Tom checking out a rusty spot.
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Thursday June 22. Over cast cool – with a few sunny periods later on. We took a long walk to
the south end of the claim block – 12 km on the map as the crow flies - felt more like 20. Took us over 10 hours. We were both beat. Found one small rust zone. All the rest was barren gneiss. In the distance you can see Tom off on the ridge he is traversing – we walk on separate yet often parallel ridges to cover more ground; sometimes these are close together – other times the valley between will widen and a small lake will separate us and we often won’t see each other for hours. We choose a place on the topographical map before we set out – a place where with not too much effort we can easily join up and share lunch make a cup of tea with a sheltered quick fire; ( always windy up top) and a small billy can; before we set off to finish the days work. Meeting back at the place on the lake where we left the canoe. Lots of large boulders dropped by the glaciers scattered along these barren ridges.. One secluded valley gave us an unexpected good feed of wild fiddleheads (new fern fronds b-4 they unroll) for supper – a nice treat something fresh and green.
Quite picturesque much more than I had expected this far south. The camera never does the expanse justice. Similar terrain to and area we were in a few years back at Soucey Lake ~ just south of Ungava Bay in Northern Quebec only there the trees were much sparser even in the valleys.
Tom checking out a rusty spot. Please keep in mind that if you click on a photo it will reload larger
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the south end of the claim block – 12 km on the map as the crow flies - felt more like 20. Took us over 10 hours. We were both beat. Found one small rust zone. All the rest was barren gneiss. In the distance you can see Tom off on the ridge he is traversing – we walk on separate yet often parallel ridges to cover more ground; sometimes these are close together – other times the valley between will widen and a small lake will separate us and we often won’t see each other for hours. We choose a place on the topographical map before we set out – a place where with not too much effort we can easily join up and share lunch make a cup of tea with a sheltered quick fire; ( always windy up top) and a small billy can; before we set off to finish the days work. Meeting back at the place on the lake where we left the canoe. Lots of large boulders dropped by the glaciers scattered along these barren ridges.. One secluded valley gave us an unexpected good feed of wild fiddleheads (new fern fronds b-4 they unroll) for supper – a nice treat something fresh and green.Quite picturesque much more than I had expected this far south. The camera never does the expanse justice. Similar terrain to and area we were in a few years back at Soucey Lake ~ just south of Ungava Bay in Northern Quebec only there the trees were much sparser even in the valleys.
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