I estimated the paddle beforehand at 14 miles. We didn't complete the full plan, and it was still 16 miles. Ooof.
Portage beach at Fall Lake.
Two frog rocks taking, um, romantic liberties with one another.
End of the line! We'd dragged the canoe through one rapids already, and the prospect of more shallow paddling and rapids did not seem appealing, particularly at 3:30pm.
The paddle went under two pairs of culverts like this. Cool!Note the fisherman eyeing us. We'd just zoomed out from the culvert, thankfully missing any sharp fishhooks. Hmmm.
Painted turtle.
Our cabin, from the lake. You can see Erin's white Honda through the trees.
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