Sentence examples for portaging from inspiring English sources

Although Stanley succeeded in opening river traffic as far north as Stanleyville (Kisangani since 1966) by portaging prefabricated steamers around the cataracts of the lower river, Léopoldville remained unimportant until the completion of the railway line from downstream Matadi in 1898.

Although several of the rivers, especially in the Upper Peninsula, have waterfalls, the navigability of the state's waterways and the ease of portaging encouraged early settlement.

All day on Friday, workmen made this fifteen-minute trek, portaging necessities for the evening: armfuls of peonies, sewing machines swathed in muslin, inscrutable spiky objects in gold.

"Queequeg harpoon for you no more!" It was not yet noon, and we still had three hours of white water, including a pair of Class Vs that would require scouting and maybe portaging.

This meant that at the age of 59 and 64, Mom and Dad would learn the French trappers' art of portaging as well as tent camping for the first time.

I had explored this area in summer for years, by portaging and paddling a canoe between lakes, or fly-fishing up the alder-lined trout streams that riffle off the highlands toward Lake Superior.

Joseph River, portaged to the Kankakee, and entered the Illinois River valley.

The Vikings had portaged ships on rollers across the 10-mile Kiel watershed, but not until 1784 was the Eider Canal constructed between the Gulf of Kiel and the Eider Lakes.

Grey Owl's advice to paddlers is \ keep your eyes on the objective far off in the blue distance... paddles dipping and flashing This is the youthful Grey Owl's territory, where he trapped, fished, hunted, learned the Ojibwa language, manned firetowers, canoed rivers, and portaged across watersheds.

On the Bure, fortunately, TheCanoeMan has worked with enlightened private landowners willing to provide crucial access to the river bank where "portage" – dragging your canoe over a field to avoid a weir or watermill, for instance – is required.

Local people enthusiastically offered to carry their gear, and on his last long portage, as a storm drenched him with "hard, warm drops" and he stood on a dangerous, unknown hill, he reflected that he might never live a better day.Some people, he blogged, thought that there was nothing more to find out or explore.