So i'm going to call this part 2 of North Boundary.....got any problems with that...you can see my lawyer Mr. Wine. Ok, so campgrounds. The first campground is Shalebanks. It is 17.3km, according to the book. The trail to the camp was good and dry. It was well used and quite wide and rocky. There was quite a few hills at the begining, until you come to the first sign where it turns flat for almost the rest of the way. Once it turns flat, your pretty much in the trees all the way. Anyway, it sits farley close to the first river you came across that does not have a bridge. Just a note, most water crossing do NOT have bridges. Me and my friend almost missed it. In fact we did pass it. We were getting really tired and crossed the river, convinced it should have been right there. Stopped on the other side and looked around for it. Finally we found it back on the other side, where we had just come. The book says the trail is well marked and the signage is good. Ha!!! I laugh at that. That wasn't the only time we were totally confused. So, we found the small sign stuck in behind some trees. We walked a little off the path. There was the campground. Really...where is the washroom??? Where is the bear bins??? Where is the designated tent pads???? Yeah, worst campsite ever. The washroom consisted of literally a log on the ground with a dug hole to, you know, and bear bin....a log between to trees. First off, thank god my mother suggested taking rope, cause I don't know how we would have got our food in the trees. No cords to tie the food to. Nothing just a naked pole. Ok, that's great now how to get the rope, that is 20 or 30 feet in the air, over the pole??? Yes, let's use Jana's Nalgene water bottle. WATCH OUT FOR THAT ROCK....BANG!!!! it's ok, the water bottle survived!!! I know you were worried too. So we finally got that figured out. Ok, but where to put the tent? How about right here. 'Points to a clear space in the middle of nowhere.' Ok, why not there? No ones here. So were in the middle of making supper and here comes these two city slickers. They asked where they were and where we were going. I told them Shalebanks. They couldn't believe it. They were planning on camping over night at this little lake that is close to the begining of the trail about 12kms back. They must have been so tired. They ate supper and then went into there tent, and we never saw them agian. I had two blisters on my heels the size of toonies and my hiking mate couldn't remember the name of the campsite, which was driving me completely insane. It was fine, except there seemed to be alot of mosquito's. So we bundled up and tryed to keep them away, but they were driving us nuts, so we retired to the tent for the rest of the night. That was the first night we regretted not taking our bug spray. We figured it would be better the next day.