BWCA Entry Point, Route, and Trip Report Blog
April 28 2026
Entry Point 23 - Mudro Lake
Number of Permits per Day: 5
Elevation: 1166 feet
Latitude: 48.0356
Longitude: -91.8301
On the Water- Monday July 20th-
On the water late considering how far we need to go today. Up the Horse river to the falls by 6pm. Started raining and NO campsites available. Mudrow-Alruss-Tin can Mike-Horse Lake-Horse River-Basswood. 13 miles by water. (not counting portages)
Tuesday July 21st-
Rain all night, all morning and all day. Went north by petroglyphs, table rock and the the Crocked Lake Narrows across Thursday bay to campsite. Basswood-Crooked Lake-Wednesday Bay-Thursday Bay. 11 miles in the rain.
Wednesday July 22nd-
Up early and calm winds to take advantage of, considering the big water we have to cross. Found beaver dam to lift over and did a portage from hell between Pandos lake and Chippewa Lake. VERY steep and slippery after rain. Many mud holes. Then the mile portage after Wagosh Lake to Gun Lake. Never saw another soul in a canoe or campsite the entire day! Thursday bay-Friday Bay-Pandos Lake-Chippewa Lake-Wagosh lake-Gun Lake. 11 miles by water.
Thursday July 23rd-
Finally had a dry night. got everything dry!!! A few portages today to Fourtown Lake campsite. Easy day by comparison. Gun Lake-Fairy Lake-Boot Lake-Fourtown Lake. 6 miles. Put the long miles at the first of the week for a buffer for contingencies!
Friday July 24th-
Last day. Stormed last night bad. A few portages today with one bad one between Fourtown Lake and Mudrow lake. To entry point by 1pm. Ready for a hot shower! 4 miles
Total-
45 miles by water
13 miles by portage (3 trips each)
58 miles total.
Down but not out...return to the BW
Entry Date:
October 03, 2025
Entry Point:
Mudro Lake
Number of Days:
4
Group Size:
2
Two beaver dams to pull over and a few shallow spots had us getting out and maneuvering the canoe through, but soon we were entering Mudro Lake. The morning mist thickens and the rising sun is nearly blinding. It feels like were paddling inside a giant light globe. We hear people talking ahead of us and then slowly see the shadowy outlines of two boats appearing through the mist. We wave and continue to the Fourtown portages.
We take a lot of stuff to support the pup, shotgun and the usual gear so we double portage everything. These series of portages between Mudro and Fourtown are very pretty but the intervals between them get annoying but we move along full of enthusiasm. 
So far Cash the dog is doing well in the canoe. This was a bit of a worry as hes not been in a boat much at all. 
Around 9:30am we are finishing up the last portage into Fourtown. The mist is beginning to burn off now but still lingering enough that a solo paddler about half way up the lake asked if we came from the Mudro portages. After answering in the affirmative he said he had gotten a bit lost due to the fog.
The lake is absolute glass and the paddling was easy. Really enjoying the morning so far. We round the bend to the Boot Lake portage seeing and saying hello to a group of guys camping at the campsite on the this point. 
We make it to the portage and meet a group of women finishing up their portage. They asked if they can pet Cash...the old dog loved the attention. We get done with this easy portage and continue up Boot Lake. The weather is great and we make good time getting into Fairy. The campsite near the north portage was occupied with a guy making breakfast. He didn't have any coffee on but said he could make some:) We said thanks but continued on to Gun. We passed by a couple fishing and made our way to the campsite south of the narrows for a break. After filtering water and snacking we get going to the big portage for the day. Having been on this route in 2023 I remembered this portage as not hard just a bit long. I take the tackle pack and the Seneca and start. I make it to Wagosh and take a quick drink then make my way back for the second trip. On my second trip to Wagosh I hear Grouse drumming in the distance and make Austin aware when we meet but hes heard them too.
I tell him once I'm on Wagosh Ill stay there and he can stop and go after the grouse if he wants to. I wait for a while before I hear the gun go off. He had heard one and walked off to the west quite a distance before he found it and made a good shot. Cash retrieved it for him and just like that we were on the board for grouse. The old pup has had hundreds of pheasants in his mouth over his 14 years but this was his 1st grouse. After some uneventful traveling through Wagosh, Nicki, Chippewa and Pappose we make it to Crooked around 5pm. 
The wind has picked up from the south throughout the day and on Crooked of course its most noticeable. On the north end before we turn east its getting plenty choppy. We round the point and make our way to the crab claw campsite. Its open and we have found our home for a few nights. First night meal of steaks, grouse and mashed potatoes. We stay up chatting around the fire then turn in for the night. What a great first day. Am so thankful to be up here again.
We ate a quick breakfast then readied the poles for some fishing. We fish all along the south shore from our site towards Friday Bay picking up a few bass and pike. Cash the dog has a short freak out about an end of a log sticking out of the water but crisis is averted and we keep heading to Friday Bay. Once we round the corner I give Austin directions on where to steer us. This is the first trip I was in the bow seat. This was a precaution we took so Austin could see me should I have a medical issue. I didn't mind it but my home is in the stern seat:) I wanted to to stay between 15 and 25 ish feet deep as we were trolling crankbaits now and it didn't take long before I connected on a dandy walleye. 
We fished the same area for an hour or so catching numerous walleyes and pike. The wind is starting to pickup again out of the south and we are growing hungry so we head back to camp to eat a walleye we kept and relax.
After a while Austin decides to take Cash for a walk and he harvests a spruce grouse. We clean up the bird and then hang around camp processing firewood, reading and relaxing. 
The wind picked up throughout the afternoon and evening. We make it out fishing north of our site to the point that separates Thursday and Friday Bay catching a few bass and a decent pike. 
Headed back to camp to rest up and eat. Cash was tired and retired for a bit in the tent.
The wind kept picking up throughout the day. We made it out fishing some to the north of camp but didn't catch much. We had an early dinner and watched and listen to the wind pick up. It was just about dark when we heard people yelling then we saw two canoes round the point coming from Thursday Bay. The wind was out of the south but if you've been up here enough you know that wind will get funneled in other directions from the topography. These guys were paddling HARD heading west into this wind. I was questioning their decision making. Then a third canoe rounded the corner and bee lined for our campsite. We went out to the point and yelled that if they need a break or anything to come to our site. They declined and took a break in a protected spot then continued on their way. I suppose they made it to wherever they were heading but boy they were really having to dig in to get anywhere at all. We went to bed and I think I slept as well as I ever have in the BWCA
We made our way along the east shore and stopped to get out and walk around the campsite at Big Current. I like this site. We press north to the current area and Austin hammers a walleye or three then a big pike hits his jig....fights on! I paddled to the shore and we landed the critter. A quick measurement and some photos then released. What a beautiful fish in a such a cool spot. 
After the pike Austin switched to a light purple flicker shad and hammered the walleyes from the current area east to the small island. I had the same color flicker minnow and was soundly out fished. We head east then south with Lower Basswood Falls as our goal. We stop at campsite 1857 for quick break.
Proceeding south we catch a few walleyes in the narrow areas with current. Then pass by table-rock and the pictographs. Once at the pictographs, its apparent the wind is starting to pick up and we are getting a bit tired. We see the campsite closest to the falls was open so we made it our home for the night. We walked around away from both campsites staying on higher ground and harvested a another grouse. 
Slept well and got up early to travel up the horse river and out. The horse was very low. In addition to the mapped portages I think we had at least 3 more. We did have a nice north wind push us down Horse Lake. We met two guys at the Tin Can Mike portage and chatted a bit giving them a heads up about the extra portages ahead as well as our fishing report and wished them safe travels.
The next portage was fairly easy. The Sandpit to Mudro portage was not! Its a real pull going up hill to Mudro but once you catch your breath and look around its a pretty portage.
Mudro to the takeout was uneventful aside from the beaver dams. As we were loading up we noticed two young folks getting there stuff unloaded and prepped. We noted that it appeared they were going to put in the creek right next to the road instead of using the path to the more open section of the creek. Really didn't want to sound like know-it-alls we mentioned that they may be happier using the trail. They seemed undeterred.. to each their own.
This concluded our trip. We made it to The Boathouse a beer and food then headed home. I was so thankful I could be in this place again. I think my brother had his eyes on me quite a bit in the beginning of the trip, wondering if I was going to have another episode. Luckily I did fine (felt great actually) My brother and his old pointer were great travel partners. Every trip is different and we are all so lucky to be able to come to this place! Peace be with you!