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Nothing terribly exotic here, just a simple relaxing weekend on a lake.
It's been simply much to warm up here lately, even hitting 80 degrees at home!
The smoke from wildfires in western Washington and Oregon have been clouding the skies, so we simply got up and left for a weekend at Idaho's Priest Lake, one of my favorite hangouts.
We spent a great deal of time on this trip traveling up Caribou creek and upper Priest river that feed into the lake. Up we'd go either paddling, lining the boat upstream with the bow and stern painters, simply walking upstream hauling the boat, portaging around obstacles, ducking under low overhanging logs and hauling the boat over logs in the water.
There are many log jams across these stream which thankfully limit travel to all but the most determined. After a few portages it starts to feel like real wilderness.
Heidi standing on an unsupported log bobbing just below the surface after getting out of the boat to haul it over this obstruction. - Boy, does she have good balance! The water is cold and very deep, with a decent current here.
Dragging the boat upstream through shallow fast moving water, or just through the shallows of the lake. For a canoe trip, we spent lots of time walking!
It's always nice to be on clean water you can drink!
A well outfitted canoe, with bow and stern painters affixed to the boat, coiled and held in place with bungee cords permanently mounted to bow and stern decks, and with foam padding glued to the boat for kneeling on in rougher water. The padding in the middle if for when I solo paddle the boat, and kneel just forward of the center thwart and paddle the boat stern forward.
Lets see - On this trip we found wild spearmint, queens cup ( not yet ripe), lots of huckleberries, and wild scallions.
But what the heck is this?
We packed rather lightly for this two night trip, using our lightweight backpacking gear. Everything fit into one Duluth packsack.
Eer, we forgot to bring a trekking pole to hold up the front of our tent though, so we had to improvise!
Exploring in the forest on the east side of the lake we finally found a hidden spring I've been trying to find for decades. If you paddle very silently along the shore you can sometimes hear the trickle of water in this certain area. I've hiked all over a talus slope just to the left of this spot looking for the spring, but never found it, because it is hidden in thick woods to the side of the talus slop that apparently is its source. This is some good water!
I was a very refreshing trip but oh how I wish that motorized boats would be prevented from using this lake. The motor boats can play on the much bigger lower lake, and this smaller lake should be left quiet. It is terribly annoying to have to put up with the constant drone of engines and stink of exhaust, but the motor boats also throw heavy wakes that erode the shores and stir up the clear waters. This lake is now infected with trefoil from motor boats, and wild life is never seen on the shores where motor boats are using it. Very late in the year or very early in the season when no motor boats venture forth here one can see moose, deer, bear, beaver, blue herons, sometimes even a loon up here. But all that goes away when the motor boats arrive.
For decades I and others have wished this, but to no avail. At least the banks haven't been logged or developed.
On the way back to civilization we stopped for a meal at Nordmans, the first outpost of civilization. A trip like this really sharpens yer appetite and makes you appreciate the things civilization has to offer a little more!