Although I am not (yet) a father, I decided to take advantage of the sunny 85 degree weather and grab some quick paddling in my familiar city “pool” for the Saturday before Father’s Day.  The holiday weekend, combined with picturesque weather, brought out the crowds.  As I drove in, I glimpsed over 30 kayaks, canoes, stand-up paddle boards and paddle boats in just one portion of the lake.  I wanted to take a photo, but I figured I should get to the boat launch while there was still room in the lake!

 

Boat dock with kayak, paddle and unnatural flower floating in the water

 

After some circuitous driving around road construction along the eastern edge of Lake of the Isles, I pulled into my familiar boat launch and inflated the boat under a glorious blue sky. I decided to inflate a bit more than I usually do to test if that may help performance. I’m happy to report that it did help greatly with performance. I felt like I was flying on the water compared to some of my previous trips. I really should find a way to hook up a pressure gauge to the bellows foot pump.

 

Bow of kayak at dock in Lake of Isles

 

Stern of kayak at dock in Lake of Isles

 

It has been nearly a month since my last trip to the Chain of Lakes in Minneapolis.  The plants in the shallow water near the boat dock have definitely filled out and crowded the water.  I’ve heard some ‘locals’ claim they’ve never seen it this bad, but I have no frame of reference.  They don’t bother me too much, except when they wrap around my paddles.  I do enjoy drifting over the weeds and peeking in on the copious number of fish flitting about within the weeds.

 

Lake of the Isles panorma from the northwestern boat dock

 

After taking a panoramic shot of my familiar boat launch on Lake of the Isles, I started off for Cedar Lake from Lake of the Isles.  This gives me a good excuse to take the connecting waterway and enjoy some shaded paddling.  The usual goslings that feed in this waterway appear to have all grown up and moved on to explore the lake, as their normal stomping grounds were vacant.

 

Tree fluff filling the water in Cedar Lake connecting waterwayTree fluff filling the water in Cedar Lake connecting waterway

 

The water was covered in the ‘tree fluff’ that is so common this time of year.  It is so heavy that it almost reminds me of drifting snow.  When you look up, the air is filled with this slowly drifting fluff and continues the snow comparison.

 

Tree fallen in Cedar Lake connecting waterway

 

Immediately after passing underneath the bike-path bridge, I was surprised to see a large tree had snapped in half and fallen into the waterway!

 

Tree fallen in Cedar Lake connecting waterwayZoom of tree fallen in Cedar Lake connecting waterway

 

Given the healthy appearance of the leaves, I would say this may have fallen last night.  Since I couldn’t go around the fallen tree, I cautiously paddled underneath the twisted trunk.  It looked quite stable, but I didn’t linger around the area waiting for something to happen.  I do hope that they cut down this fallen trunk and retrieve it from the waterway.

 

Cedar Lake was quite uneventful, but I did explore the previously unvisited southern shore.  The numerous beaches were filled with people.  Strangely, there was a powerboat tearing across the lake on its way to Lake of the Isles.  Since motorboats are banned from these lakes, I assume he was from the city looking at the fallen tree.  I certainly hope they have not decided to allow motorboats on these lakes.

 

Sailboats on Lake Calhoun

 

Sailboats on Lake Calhoun

 

I returned to Lake of the Isles and continued on to Lake Calhoun.  There was a slight breeze on the lake, which gave the numerous small sailboats a good excuse to stretch their legs (or should I say wings?).  I stayed fairly close to the shore, as the center of the lake was occupied with fairly fast sailboats.

 

Critter in Lake CalhounZoom of critter in Lake Calhoun

 

As I was taking some pictures of the sailboats, a large ‘head’ popped out of the water and started swimming away from me.  I never got a close look at this thing, but it was brownish, flat, and long.  If I didn’t know the area, I would have said it had the same proportions of an alligator head.  I tried to get a better shot, but he had gotten too far from my little camera to come out clearly.  Some passing canoeists were similarly perplexed and went to get a closer look.  Sadly, the head went back underwater before they caught up, but I did hear them talk about some large muskrats that are known to live in the lakes.

 

Lazy drifting in Lake Calhoun

 

One extremely nice ‘feature’ of an inflatable kayak is that the front deck is closed by a zipper.  It is extremely easy to unzip the front deck to give your legs a breather.  This also lets you recline for some very enjoyable drifting in the sun.  If there wasn’t so many boats in the water (and a slight breeze causing me to drift), I could definitely see myself drifting to sleep in this position.  Unless you have one of the recreational hardshell kayaks with a fairly large cockpit, I don’t think you’d be able to do anything similar in a proper touring or sea kayak.  I also don’t think the seat and floor would be nearly as comfortable as the inflatable kayak.

 

Heading back in Lake of Isles

 

Having promised my wife that I was going for a ‘quick’ paddle, I headed back to the dock on Lake of the Isles.  My ‘quick’ paddle turned into 2 hours, but I certainly enjoyed it.

 

Duck visiting the dock at Lake of Isles

 

My boat dock was fairly quiet, as everyone seems to have moved on to other locations.  There was a duck swimming among the weeds that seemed utterly unconcerned about my arrival and exit from the water.  In fact, there were 2 other occasions on this trip where I had to keep from accidentily hitting a duck while paddling.  They must be completely used to kayakers and canoeists, so nearby paddles don’t phase them at all.

 

I love my 1997 Subaru Outback

 

I loaded up my beloved Subaru for the head home.  Next weekend (provided the weather works out), I will fill my car to the brim with bikes, tools, camping equipment, food and water for a pseudo-camping trip at Lake Elmo Park Reserve just east of the Twin Cities.  We’re using this nearby location to test our camping equipment (and skills) before our semi-inexperienced group of scientists head off in July to Wind Lake in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area of far northeastern Minnesota.  I can’t wait for that trip, but this upcoming weekend should be loads of fun!

Only on Wednesday did  I realize that the upcoming weekend was Memorial Day weekend.  My Indianapolis roots could not believe the holiday snuck up on me so stealthily.  Beyond the somber meaning of this national holiday, Memorial Day tends to introduce the country to the delights of summer.  Pools open, grills get their first big workout, and most schools are wrapping things up.  

The Minneapolis weekend weather continued to be stellar, so I was excited to get in as much paddling as I could.  We were heading to Rochester, MN on Saturday afternoon for a rare visit with extended family, so on Friday night I had to choose to either (1) sleep in and sacrifice a paddling day or (2) wake up early and paddle the early morning.  There must be something to this paddling, as I chose to sacrifice sleep (!).

 

View from Lake of the Isles launch dock on Sunday

 

I have no photos of my early Saturday morning paddle around Lake of the Isles, Cedar Lake, and (almost) Brownie Lake.  Despite early morning clouds accompanying the Friday night rain, I headed off to the lakes about 8 a.m.  By the time I arrived at my now-familiar dock on Lake of the Isles, the clouds had pushed southeast and gave way to beautiful blue skies and light to moderate winds.  I immediately headed to my goal for the morning – Brownie Lake.  This tiny lake on the northwest corner of Cedar Lake is connected by a narrow (10 feet?), long (30 feet?) tunnel.  As I approached the tunnel, I saw a gigantic (and fearsome looking) turtle just inches below the surface of the shallow water.  Shortly after entering the tunnel, I bottomed out and must have hit a rock or tree stump about 10 feet into the tunnel.  Thinking I shouldn’t get stuck in the tunnel with large snapping turtle heading my way, I called off my Brownie Lake excursion for a day with higher water levels.  

This was the first time I scraped the bottom of the inflatable kayak and I was slightly concerned about damage.  Shortly thereafter, the wind picked up and I started noticing water in the boat.  Thinking I may have punctured the bottom, I started fighting the wind and paddling as fast I could to return to the dock.  I’m happy to report no damage, but the rising water in the boat is becoming a bit annoying (more on that later).

Sunday’s weather was predicted to be perfect, and perfection was delivered.  Hitting the road by 7:30 a.m., I knew today was going to be fabulous – essentially no clouds in the sky, almost no wind, and 68 degrees heading to 72 degrees.  This town appears to enjoy sleeping in, so no one was around except for the occasional fisherman.  The lack of wind gave the water an almost glass-like appearance.

 

Still-as-glass water by the dock on Lake of the Isles

 

Lake of the Isles Launch Point with Still Water

 

I’ve now got inflation, set-up and launch down to 15-20 minutes.  I’m sure if I was in a hurry, I could speed that up (although I can’t imagine why I would be in a hurry).  I chose to launch again from a dock, mainly because I don’t exactly like wet feet and it is so conveinent.

 

Launching from Dock at Lake of Isles

 

The water was quite still and clear.  I spent a good 5 minutes watching the fish twitter about underneath the boat.  A large brown animal kept swimming around the cove I was floating in, but I never managed to identify it.  Later, I did get somewhat close, but I discovered it can dive and stay down for quite a long time before resurfacing far from me.

 

Boat Perspective of the DockWaterline photo of the launch

 

After launch, I meandered around the “Isles” of Lake of the Isles.  None of them are very large, but there are signs posted prohibiting landing and exploration.  It is a protected wildlife sanctuary, but I oddly keep thinking of Arthur C. Clarke’s 2010 “Attempt no landings there” message.

 

Heading around the islands of Lake of the Isles

 

The islands and shoreline were still and quiet.  The reflection of the sky in the water was quite nice.  The birds and other wildlife did not seem to notice the early hour.

 

Flat water on Lake of the IslesTrees on one island in Lake of the Isles

 

Speaking of the sky, it was cloudless with a blazing sun.  My Saturday excursion reminded me to bring sunblock for today.  Miraculously, I have not yet been sunburned from a kayaking trip.  I do have some curious patterns on my legs resulting from the shape of the cockpit.  Sigh.

 

Sunlight above the treesAlmost cloudless skies

 

Today I had no specific plans, other than to paddle until lunchtime.  My wife was planning to stop by with sandwiches for a somewhat impromptu picnic.  We planned to enjoy lunch while the boat dried in the sun.  Afterward, we would spend some time enjoying the weather together.

 

Shore of the Lake of the IslesLake of the Isles water

 

Having wasted enough time drifting around the Lake of the Isles, I headed towards Lake Calhoun.  Given the still wind and lack of people, I figured I could get in a lap before needing to head back.

 

Heading off to Lake Calhoun from Lake of the Isles

 

Having mentioned that my inflatable kayak has started “taking on water”, I finally figured out where it was coming from.  During paddling, water drips down onto the fabric covering my legs.  The water-resistant fabric isn’t terribly water-proof.  If evaporation is slower than my paddle “sweat”, it builds up and begins dripping through.  I was paddling barefoot today, so I immediately felt the first few drips.  It seems that the water builds up around the zipper and makes it through there.  Periodically, it will channel down towards me and drip from the front of the cockpit.  I need to figure out how to prop the fabric up so that the water runs quickly down the sides instead of pooling.  It should be quite straightforward, so I hope to have MacGuyver‘ed something by my next paddling session.  

 

Water build-up on the deck of the kayak

 

Ignoring the few drips and the quickly moistening kayak seat (inflatable kayaking always results in a wet seat), I paddled across Lake Calhoun and traveled around most of its shoreline.  There were about 4-5 small sailboats taking advantage of the beautiful morning.  Although moving barely faster than I, their single occupants were enjoying themselves.  They seemed to be clustered on the northwestern shore, near some (probably) high-demand apartments and condos.

 

Sailboats along the shore of Lake CalhounLake Calhoun apartments and condos

 

Given the amount of work it takes to store, maintain, run and manuever these small sailboats on a (relatively) small body of water, it must be an extremely pleasant experience to explore the lakes that way.  They certainly do give some picturesque sights and grab attention.

 

Sailboats in front of Minneapolis skylineSailboats launching from harbor

 

The southwest corner of Lake Calhoun had quite a few different birds enjoying some breakfast.  I don’t know what they were, but there were some black-headed birds floating on the water and diving underwater for 15-30 seconds at a time.  They never really let me get close enough to get a good look at them, but there were a number of swallows (?) snacking on insects just inches above the water.  I did spend some time watching a large white bird make repeated dive-bomb attacks on the water.  He didn’t appear to have much luck, but it was definitely a sight to see.

 

Wide shot of sailboats on Lake Calhoun with Minneapolis in background

 

Having spent a good hour paddling around Lake Calhoun, I decided to head back to Lake of the Isles – my stomach said it must be lunch time soon.  The lakes were starting to fill with rental kayaks, personal kayaks and loads of families traveling in canoes.  My cell phone rang and announced the happy news that my wife was on her way, so I needed to head back to the dock in Lake of the Isles.

 

Traffic picking up from Lake Calhoun to Lake of the IslesTraffic as the lakes come alive

 

I did manage to run out to Cedar Lake via the connecting waterway from Lake of the Isles before heading back.  No photos, but it definitely was enjoyable as always.  It was filling up with loads of paddlers, so we had some stop-and-go traffic on the water for a bit of the narrower passages underneath bridges.

 

Paddle over the water near the end of the day

 

With perfect timing, I pulled up to the dock as my wife arrived.  We enjoyed a wonderful picnic lunch on a blanket next to the water.  Having deflated and packed up the inflatable kayak, we decided to explore the large lake to the south – Lake Harriet.  We enjoyed walking around the (crowded) lake and sampling some of the ice cream.  I believe my next kayaking trip will be to Lake Harriet.  I know my paddling hasn’t been very diverse yet, but I am happy to get as much practice in before taking on more challenging waters.  You cannot beat the convenience of having such lakes not more then 20-30 minutes from our home.

Memorial day itself will be (probably) paddle-free.  The forecast was for rain and clouds, but recently that has switched to warm, sunny and windy (who knows what it will actually be).  Perhaps 8 hours on the water is good enough for one weekend….nah!