Day after day with sound sleep when the mosquitoes would permit, the unwilling voyageurs continued their journey.

Ten portages have to be faced and overcome as the brigade ascends the rapid Jack Tent River, covering a stretch of seventy miles.
The party now find themselves on the surface of Knee Lake, a considerable sheet of water, but a comparative rest after the trials of Jack Tent River.

The lake is fifty-six miles long and at times widens to ten miles across.
But there is trouble just ahead.
The travellers have now come to the celebrated Fall Portage.

It is short but deterrent.

The height and ruggedness of the rocks over which cargo and boats have to be dragged are unusually forbidding.