Labrador Coast and Korok River.
Our first day on the water,
a little north of Nain.
Dodging ice floes in Port Manvers Run.
Our first look at the open ocean,
leaving the protection of the islands.
Navigating the ice floes was like paddling through a maze.
Dave Brown photo.
Hurrying by the ice floes.
When the tide shifted,
the floes would move
in different directions.Dave Brown photo.
The Kaumajet Mountains.
Napaktok bay.
Hebron, founded by the Moravian missionaries in 1830,
abandoned in 1959.
An eerie morning on the open sea.
Ice.
Dave Brown photo.
Campsite south of Saglek Fiord.
Wherever we found good camping,
we found old tent rings.
Paddling around Cape Uivak.
(The canoe is at the lower left.)
We felt totally exposed and
at the mercy of the weather.
Contemplating a 6 mile crossing of Saglek Fiord.
The Torngats are on the other side.
Dave Brown photo.
Wendy in communion with a Caribou
in Ramah Bay.
Looking out to sea
from above Ramah Bay.
Lenticular clouds above Ramah Bay.
Wendy and Dick atop the Torngats.
Al trying to lower his center of gravity.
Wendy Scott photo.
Looking up the McCormick River at the high Torngats.
Wading up the Palmer River.
Tracking and wading up the Palmer.
Dave Brown photo.
Dave and Char.
Ann Ingerson photo.
Dick and Tom in a Korok rapid.
Dave Brown photo.
Al Stirt, Wendy Scott and Friends: Canoe Tripping in Northern Quebec and Labrador
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In 1996 we undertook what was perhaps our most ambitious trip paddling from Nain up the coast of northern Labrador, into Nachvak Fiord and up the Palmer River, over the height of land, and down the Korok River to Ungava Bay. We ended by going up the George River a short way to the village of Kangiqsualujuaq. Our group was: Al and Wendy, Dave and Ann and Dick Irwin and Tom Elliott.
The trip was essentially a repeat of one that George Luste and friends had done about 10 years earlier.
Two of our travelling companions, Dick and Tom, had been on that earlier trip.
The scenery was spectacular. We paddled by three mountain chains -- the Kiglapaits, the Kaumajets and the Torngats -- and crossed several fiords. It was a late spring and there were patches of snow on the hills and a riot of wildflowers. We paddled with ice floes and icebergs for most of the trip.
The paddling was thrilling but frightening. The possibility of having strong winds come out of the fiords or from the ocean was always on my mind. We often paddled by cliffs and I was always alert to any small foothold that might give us a place to land if the weather got bad.
We ran into a charter boat out of Nain twice as they were taking sightseers up the coast. We did not see anyone else for six weeks.
Parts of the Torngats and the Korok River are now part of Torngat Mountains National Park. With less sea ice there due to global warming, more Polar Bears are coming on shore, making travel in the area more risky.