Over the May 21-24 weekend, Sarah, Victoria, James and Stitch went to Algonquin Park. That morning, on the way to work, we unfortunately learned that Bill had been struck by an airplane. After two evenings (one at Tea Lake campground and one on Burnt Island) of being eaten alive by bugs and concerned about Bill’s well being, we headed out of the park on the Sunday instead of staying all the way through the long weekend.
There is not a lot to report about the actual trip – it was a nice relaxing weekend but the bugs were bad. The site we stayed at was exceptional for families – complete with a beach and large boulder that overlooked the lake.
Since this area is such a well travelled part of the park, it was fairly busy (relative to the rest of the park so early in the season), but the put ins and takeouts are pretty well developed to handle the traffic. We had three people and gear in one canoe (ie. pretty minimalistic) so we were able to easily one-carry our gear and get ahead of other groups.
As we got further into the park, it quieted down significantly.