Rather than a day-by-day account of the trip, I thought I’d break it up into themes. First up is “on the lake.”
The intriguing Cherokee Creek – it narrowed and became more boggy as you approached the portage. Lots of great bog plants along the way.
Sometimes there’s paddling out in the open lake.
Other times it’s more of a river.
Or a narrower river.
And even places just wide enough for a canoe to pass. (But no matter how narrow, beats carrying the canoe around.)
Another hearty stern paddler.
Looking south from a campsite perch on the northern edge of Cherokee Lake.
Looking south from a campsite perch on the southern edge of Cherokee Lake.