about eleven o'clock
After breakfast , they repacked the kit on the toboggan . The spot had been home for a night ; now nothing was left except a pile of crushed twigs and a few black brands on the trampled snow . The travelers were fresh again ; now they settled down to a long , steady stroke that carried them on rapidly . Three times they had to land to pass round open rapids or dangerous ice , but about eleven o'clock Macgregor saw what he had been looking for . It was a spot where several trees had been cut down on the shore . A rather faint trail showed through the cedar thickets . It was the beginning of the main portage that ran three miles northwest , straight across country to the Abitibi River .