Sawbill/Cherokee, Covid-19, Bucket List, Solo Loop
by fishonfishoff
Trip Type:
Paddling Canoe
Entry Date:
05/29/2020
Entry & Exit Point:
Sawbill Lake (EP 38)
Number of Days:
8
Group Size:
1
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Day 4 of 8
Monday, June 01, 2020 Awoke in the middle of the night and stepped out of the tent for some star gazing since the moon prevented much of this on my adventure. I looked up in a small opening in the treeline and I saw the Big Dipper. All the other stars were block by trees, so pretty cool. Daylight came and dead calm waters. I had the canoe rigged up with depth finder, rod holder and all the accessories for some serious trolling. Paddling around in the Prism for about 1/2 hour without the weight of the packs made me very nervous!!!! I'm thinking if I hook a big fish or get stuck on bottom, there is a chance of a tipover. Being on a solo, I decided that canoe fishing would be out of the picture. This means I would be carrying all the extra fishing gear (estimated at 20#) without using it. Went back to camp and thought about what a lady said on a portage yesterday about rain coming in today. The water was still somewhat calm so I broke camp and headed towards North Temperance Lake. The first portage into Sitka Lake may have been the most physical of the trip. Doing the portaging I had time to think about the weight I was carrying and how to better distribute the load. My total load was between 140-150#. Like I said, I way way way overpacked. I started hoping somebody on a portage wanted to buy my extra fishing stuff at a very cheap price. Just got to the North Temperance Lake entrance and the rain started. My goal was campsite #905, closest to the South Temperance Lake portage. It is open and a quick tarp is set up. Rain continued for about an hour so a made a deluxe pizza on the campstove. Camp was set up after the rain and I checked out area. This still has major evidence of the previous blowdown . This site seemed almost as good as the Cherokee site, so I will stay 2 nights. Fishing again was unproductive, so I hit the hay after finishing off the last of my Old Tennesee Smoky Caramel Whiskey.