Anyway, to start off:
We boarded a turbo-otter in Hearst, which brought us and our numerous supplies to the camp. The guys who had built the camp did a good job on the dock. (I'm the one by the open doors.)
A lot of the drilling stuff was already there, even though the drillers (diamond drillers) weren't yet. Note: Diamond drills are called so because their bits are tipped with diamonds to bite through hard rock, even at several thousand foot depths, not because they drill for diamonds.
And our ride left.
The camp wasn't too bad. It was on what seemed to be the only piece of dry land this side of the lake.
It came with a 5-star restaurant.
And 5-star accommodations.
And a wonderful spa.
Of course, with it's own efficient and environmentally friendly electricity facility.
And no camp would be complete without an internet connection.
So that was that. We did a bit of clearing and what have you and went to bed.
Then today, more of the same, and our chopper, that was supposed to show up yesterday, made its appearance.
That's all for today, but I'm sure the pictures will accumulate as more adventures occur.
