On Friday afternoon I nibbled at another small portion of the Northern Forest Canoe Trail. The weather was cold and windy with lots of sunshine. I arrived at Raquette Lake, NY at 1240 and was shortly headed out into Raquette lake to reach the Browns Tract Inlet. It was a short distance but the wind was brutal. I was nervous in an open boat even though I wasn’t far from shore. I thought to myself once I was in the inlet I’d be fine.
Almost immediately after entering the inlet I encountered my first beaver dam which spanned the entire width of the waterway. I thought great now what.. Water was too deep to exit the boat and drag it over. I was stumped so I backed up and paddled hard right into it and got the bow of my canoe about 3 inches over it… Freeing myself I went back a little further and really got after it and this time I maybe got 4-5 inches of the bow over the dam. Ok I was pissed but determined! I decided to head back out of the inlet turn and paddle for all I was worth and I hit the dam sending the bow of my canoe halfway over the obstruction. Now I was stuck… I separated my paddle and used it to work my way over and voila, I continued on.
The Browns Tract snakes like an Adirondack back road. The wind was whipping right up the tract and what I thought would be a leisurely paddle turned out to be an olympic event. I encountered four beaver dams on my journey but only one of them I had to actually exit the boat and drag it over. The 3 mile paddle to the western end of the tract sports a wooden pier, this pier is for paddlers that carry the 1.5 miles between 8th lake and Browns Tract Inlet to put in on the inlet. Its tradition that through paddlers of the Northern Forest Canoe Trail begin at the western terminus in Old Forge and paddle the 740 miles east to Fort Kent, ME.
I was thinking that my return would have the wind at my back but I was completely wrong. Again I was olympic paddling all the way back to Raquette lake. Despite some of the difficulty I was glad to have had the opportunity to complete this small piece in the very large NFCT puzzle.
Once I was back to shore and gear reloaded I broke out the Jetboil and enjoyed a cup of warm soup sitting lakeside. As I glanced across the lake I envisioned launching my kayak and continuing my Pac-Man approach to the trail. I have no desire to be a through paddler of the NFCT. I like having the choice to pick and choose my boat that best suites the waters I will be adventuring. A luxury through paddlers do not have. In a perfect world I’d just assume pick and choose my weather as well. But as they say in the Adirondacks “Wait 10 minutes” the weather will change.
As I departed the small village of Raquette Lake my turn signal bulb blew out. Where does one find a replacement bulb in the middle of the Adirondacks? Three miles up Route 28 I tried my luck at Burke’s Marinina. Sure enough they had a bulb and a phillips head screw driver. I changed the bulb and was on my way. One thing that caught my eye while paying for the bulb was the free packs of matches advertising the Marina sitting on the counter. I could not resist and grabbed a few as you very rarely see this anymore.
Onto my next adventure!