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Cedar River Flow Paddle ~ Jun 20, 2013

Journal entry by Wanderer

What a disappointment not to have Ray Bouchard as our leader as scheduled – he loves the Cedar River Flow (Flow) and does such a super job regardless whenever he leads. His back is giving him some problems and to be safe asked for a replacement. I volunteered and I can only hope to meet his standards as his substitute. I started visiting the Flow and the adjoining Moose River Plains back in the late 60’s and never get tired of it. The irregular shoreline with its numerous bays and the meandering tributary of Buell Brook are all worth exploring but today we will concentrate on paddling the Flow and the Cedar River upstream to a lean-to for lunch and return – a total of about 9 miles.

The weather forecast was calling for a sunny day and temps in the mid 70’s – quite a difference from the recent past when we seemed to have nothing but rain in the forecast with an occasional good day for an outing. The drive is longer than most like so my expectations of a large turnout weren’t very high. To my surprise there were quite a few paddlers waiting at the WCMC with more scheduled to meet in Wevertown, Indian Lake, and at Wakely Dam – our final tally was 15 boats and 16 paddlers!

Arriving at Wakely Dam we found most everyone waving to us, happy to see us I thought – but wait, they weren’t looking at us, just waving their hands frantically around their faces – oh no, the dreaded Adirondack wave! That meant only one thing – black flies! As we got out of our vehicles we were immediately attacked by thousands of the gazillion black flies that had amassed at the dam area – newly given their freedom with sunny skies and the fast flowing water of the Flow over the dam. If there was an Olympic sport for unloading canoes and kayaks and getting them in the water we would have set a world record. Once on the Flow, with a little breeze, they seemed to have all but disappeared.

Within minutes from launching the paddlers were spread out, with the majority staying in the middle of the Flow, however, there were a few of us that stayed behind and took a more leisurely route along the shore with hopes on seeing some wildlife. While we did see a pair of loons and some unidentified ducks the others got to see an osprey diving for a fish, an eagle and a great blue heron. By the end of the day we too had seen an osprey and a great blue heron. Unfortunately, despite high expectations that I would provide everyone with a moose sighting it was not meant to be.

One of the advantages of leading from the rear is that the group ahead can do the scout work and it worked great for me. By the time the shore hugger group had caught up with the main group of paddlers the sometimes elusive Cedar River had been located and all we had to do is follow the directions of Jack who had strategically located himself at the mouth of the river for picture taking. The river had a strong current, aided by all the recent rain, but that would come handy on the return. We followed the many oxbow turns for a mile and stopped at the lean-to for leisurely lunch and some visiting. As in all our outings lunch must end and we headed back. The river’s current, as predicted, aided our return to the Flow and it wasn’t long before the group had spread out again on routes of their choosing. I showed a few interested paddlers one of my favorite campsites – they seemed to be impressed with how secluded it was and its location not very apparent from the Flow.

As we approached the take-out I knew we were in trouble – Diane was not only doing the Adirondack wave but had invented some sort of dance maneuver that would make a contortionist proud. It didn’t work as the black flies attacked any bare skin available. Quick good-byes were in order but not before Kurt, Lenore and Jack swam a bit. I suspect a few of the paddlers were thinking of stopping at the nearest hospital for a blood transfusion – Linda and I waited till we got home to treat the wounds. I chose the more conventional cotton swab and alcohol method – Linda, on the other hand, experimented with treating the bites internally with one of her favorite mixes – and after a few treatments I didn’t see any difference in her bites but she was happy and didn’t seem to care. Thank you, Tom, Don, Lenore and Jack, Diane and Kurt, Ray Boucher, Karen Burka, Sam Lantz, Mary Knutson, Rose, Katie and Ray, Linda and new comer Paul Alpert for joining me on a wonderful day on the Flow.


6/23/13 - Jack Reber added 6 photos.

6/23/13 - RayH Henrikson added 2 photos.

6/26/13 - Wanderer . added 4 photos.

12 photos

Beginning our delightful paddle - added by Jack

Don paddling up the Cedar River - added by Jack

Followed by Tom - added by Jack

Followed by Karen, Linda and Peter - added by Jack

Almost to the lean-to - added by Jack

A special landing - added by Jack

View from a Kayak. - added by RayH

Katie on the Cedar River Flow. - added by RayH

Inactive Beaver Lodge - added by Wanderer

Lunch at the Lean-to - added by Wanderer

Gotta Park Somewhere - added by Wanderer

On the Cedar River - added by Wanderer

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