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| | Kayak | 3.38 Miles | 1 Hour 19 Mns | | 2.67 mph |
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| no partners | | It's been a few years since I've been to Bear Canyon Lake. It's become such a popular place that I try to avoid it. But it is a pretty lake. It doesn't have a boat ramp, so kayaking here is a bit of a challenge because you have to get your boat to the lake from nearby roads and parking areas. So while it typically has plenty of shoreline activity, the on-water activity is often limited to float tubes and inflatable watercraft.
As I got started, thunder rumbled in the distance. It looked like this one was going to stay to the east so I headed out. The smooth, mirror reflection of the water slowly got more choppy and ultimately it began to rain. A constant rumble of thunder echoed across the sky and occasional flashes of lightning spiced things up a bit.
I contemplated to myself which was more dangerous: paddling on a lake in an electrical storm, or going to the store without a mask. Unsure of the answer, I decided this would be a better way to die. 
I stopped at the south point to visit with my friend Yuri. The iconic aspen on the point is now dead. A younger one is making an attempt to replace it. As I walked along the shore I spooked a beautiful bald eagle that had been hidden in a large pine. It swooped past me inside of 20-feet! What a great sight!  Unfortunately he took shelter amongst the pines on the other side of the lake with no view for a photo.
I paddled back on the other side of the lake, enjoying the weather as it rumbled and rained on me. As I strapped the kayak on my truck, the skies opened, and a monsoon delight persisted for the next 4 hours. I napped in 53 degree perfection. Happy and totally content. |
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