Saturday, September 10, 2022
The rain had stopped in the morning. We took down the tent and put the fly out were it could dry before making breakfast. By the time we had eaten and packed up our other stuff, the tent was pretty dry. The plan for the day was to paddle to the end of Cirrus, portage into a small unnamed lake/pond, cross it and then portage to Beaverhouse Lake and camp not far from our exit point. There was a larger snapping turtle at our launching point to see us off that morning. He pretty is well camouflaged in the photo below, but if you look closely you will see that what a first might appear to be a rock is a turtle. Normally as one gets closer to an entry/exit point from the park, you notice there are signs that the route is more heavily traveled. Apparently, the Cirrus Lake entry point is not heavily used. Once we got to Beaverhouse, we paddled to a campsite very close to our exit point. It was not to our liking. There were a few tent pads back in the woods but dead trees were leaning ominously over the tent pads. We tried another site on a nearby point but it was taken. When we returned to the first site, a lone black cloud had moved in and was threatening rain despite the fact most of the clouds had cleared off. Rather than camp in the rain under the widow makers, we elected to do the few minutes of paddling to get back to the portage to the car. The cloud delivered on its promise and lightly rained on us as we portaged back. In spite of the strange ending to the trip, it had been a very good trip overall.