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Sunday, April 26, 2015

BOBILLIER, MARCEL (5A) (112 ENG --111 fran)



    BOBILLIER, MARCEL (5A) (112 ENGLISH)

The baby is noisy and its mother has a difficult time to calm it down. We charm it by making many echoing sounds which the rocks send back to us.  This distracts us because, while the boat is advances, the trip feels as though it goes very slowly; furthermore we expect to cover 70 miles in this our first trip.


In the evening we dine on a long sandy beach, sitting on  uprooted  trees deposited there by the current. 
Then we continued on. Towards 11o’clock,  it got cold.  We were looking for a shelter in which to spend the night.  We had not reached the goal which we had expected, Coffee Creek, but we were close.  Under a group of pines, having az mattress of squirrels’ nests, we raised our mosquito  tents and slept very calmly and quietly at the bottom of the valley.
At 5 o’clock I awoke everyone.  Mary prepared tasty breakfast and then we left.  The morning is ideal.  Before reaching Coffee Creek, three quarters of an hour later, we passed through the mouth of the gold-bearing Bellerat Creek.  A black bear appeared above the banks of a few hundred feet and shaking its large head, it watched us pass by, no doubt stunned that something so strange was floating in an eddy of the middle of the river.
In the middle of the afternoon the heat became heavy on our open boat and everyone  was asleep spread-eagled across the baggage while Oscar and I   keep a vigil at the helm.
In the meantime, I took photos of a moose eating along the shore.  Since our boat made no noise whatsoever we were able to get close to the moose.  It was a young female student who also was looking at us float by without scaring her but who disappeared as soon as I raised my voice to thank her for her kindness.  A bit later, we passed the White river which is very wise at its mouth, but not very deep.  It comes down directly form the glacier and from the St. Elie massif, more precisely from Mount Logan, the highest mountain in Canada.  Its’ water is full of mud and silt and will continue to be muddy until it enters the Bering Strait.
REF:  WRITTEN BY FATHER BOBILLIER

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