Cranberry River, Day One paddling

Continuing the Lake Superior trip story, here we are back, looking at some yummy images of the Cranberry River, ice-cold as the lake, and our trip out of our bay, which looked massive upon arrival, and around a few points.





We stayed at a tiny resort in Herbster. It was old-fashioned, and plain, but you could step our your front door and toss a baseball into the water. We left our kayaks in the yard of the place, the walked down and launched from a rocky beach, down the shoreline.

We stopped up the beach, crossed a spit and up the river we went. It was spooky, as the bar owner in Herbster said, "You go up the rivers, you'll see some bears."





The river was glass, and there was no wind, so it was pretty spooky, but alas, no, we spotted no bears.

We came back to the lake, then headed out and up around the point to the south of town. The rock formations were nice, not sea caves, but easy-access. We rounded the point and the lake was glassy, nice. It really picked up waves-wise on Sunday, but the locals said the Herbster bay remained calm.

I have to admit, we'd have taken more photos, but there's a sense of power on the big lake, and all that cold water, that even in good conditions, I was not feeling too cocky. But it felt so good to be back on that massive, icy beauty.



JCB