Kayaking Escape: … Armchair Travel in the Time of Covid-19

I ran out of time to do today’s post on our hike up into the Rogue River-Siskiyou National Forest behind our house in search of bears, cougars and snakes. Oh my. The best laid plans of mice and moose— you know how that goes. There were chores to do. So, I decided to pull a post from 2014 I did on kayaking a small lake that’s about 8-miles from our home. I’ve blogged on Squaw Lake since. You may have seen photos but each trip is different. It is quite beautiful. Enjoy.

Kayaking on Squaw Lake, Oregon. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
Peggy paddling our inflatable Innova Kayak on Little Squaw Lake. (Her hair has grown like umpteen inches since— grin.)

Since Squaw Lake is only a few mile from our home, we can easily head up there when we have a couple of hours to spare.

Reflection shot on Squaw Lake in southern Oregon.
Paddling under cloudy skies, we thought it might rain.
Kayaking on the small Squaw Lake in southern Oregon provides beautiful refection shots. Photo by Curtis Mekemson
But then the sun came out, allowing for this very green reflection shot.
Young steer next to Squaw Lake in Southern Oregon. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
We kayaked up to the end of the lake and caught this photo of a young steer, who also seemed happy to see the sun.
Cumulous clouds dominate the horizon at Squaw Lake in southern Oregon.
Towering cumulus clouds dominated the horizon and spoke of a later thunder and lightning storm. We would be off the lake by then. Peggy and I have been caught out on much larger lakes during storms. Dangerous. Once, in Prince Albert National Park north of Saskatoon, Canada, we barely made it back to shore.
Cumulous clouds reflected in Squaw Lake of Southern Oregon near Applegate Lake. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
The clouds were reflected in the lake.
Turtle sunning on Squaw Lake in Southern Oregon near the California border. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
A curious turtle, blending into the green, checked us out.
Jane and Jim Hagedorn kayaking on Squaw Lake in Southern Oregon. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
Peggy’s sister, Jane Hagedorn and her husband Jim, joined us. We often take friends and family up to Squaw Lake. Its small size make it an ideal location for beginning kayakers.
Photo of Squaw Lake in Southern Oregon. Photo by Curtis Mekemson.
A final photo capturing the beauty and peace of the lake. Ripples from a fish that had just jumped are on the lower right.

I don’t know if you kayak, but it is hard to find a more peaceful experience than kayaking on Squaw Lake. We hope to be back there soon. (Look for another post!) We are also planning a trip to Klamath Lake where you can follow ancient trails through the tules once used by Native Americans. That, plus the fact that large numbers of water fowl stop there in the spring and fall, makes it another favorite of ours. And finally, if you are ever in our neck of the woods, we would be glad to take you kayaking on Squaw Lake.

FRIDAY’S POST: The blog on our trip up the mountain, assuming I’m not distracted again!

24 thoughts on “Kayaking Escape: … Armchair Travel in the Time of Covid-19

    • We think we made the right choice, as well Ray. We also lucked out to get the actual place we did. It’s close to my ideal. Having said that, I found some lovely wild places in areas in the higher elevations above Silver City. –Curt

  1. It all looks and sounds s beautiful, Curt. Each photo drawing me there.
    Without nature, what would we be.
    I did canoeing / kayaking in Sweden along the West coast. So you needed to choose non windy days – preferably. 😊.

    Miriam

    • Laughing about the wind, Miriam. Our kayaks are inflatable so they have very little sense of humor about being blown around. Fortunately, they have rudders, which helps. Peggy and I have kayaked in Monterey Bay and I have been out in Prince William Sound in Alaska. Ocean kayaking is different! –Curt

  2. Now you’ve shown me another place I want to see: Squaw Lake!! How pretty is this place! Your third photo is breathtaking as well. Tell Peggy to hang in there if she’s waiting for a haircut or just go with the new look! I’m getting shorn Tuesday if I don’t lose my mind before then!

    • We were laughing here at a Facebook post by a woman in Oregon, Rusha. She noted that she could walk into a marijuana store, whip out her credit card and buy pot, but if she wanted a haircut, she had to meet her hairdresser in a dark alley and pay with cash. 🙂 Actually, Peggy has been growing her hair longer anyway. I’m the one looking unnaturally shaggy. I’ve entered a contest with my grandson Ethan, to see who can grow the wildest hair. 🙂 And Squaw Lake id definitely worth paddling around on! –Curt

  3. Aaaaaah this looks so peaceful. I was in a storm once crossing Atlin lake in a metal dinghy – 5 miles across, huge waves, raining. I sat hunched with my dead down for an hour and trusted the guy piloting the boat. No choice really. Huge relief when the journey was over. Yeah. Dangerous.
    Alison

    • Very dangerous, Alison. That’s when you want a pilot who really knows his/her stuff! Fortunately, Squaw Lakes is so small the waves wouldn’t be a bother. Lightning could be another issue since you are obviously the tallest thing on the lake. Thunder and we are out of there. 🙂 –Curt

  4. Wow Curt!

    How beautiful and peaceful. Calm lake and the greenness of the nature – sounds like paradise! Thank you for this enjoyable post.

    Have a god day!

    • We were definitely lucky in Canada, Dave. I attached Peggy’s tow line to my boat and pulled us both in. I am not sure that Peggy would have made it, otherwise. As for Little Squaw, minus a lighting strike, the worse that could of happened is that we might have been blown somewhere we didn’t want to go or had to swim for it to the nearest shore. We both had PFDs on. –Curt

  5. This post made me a wee bit sad. It reminded me of the times we went kayaking until someone stole my kayak that we thought was out of sight down by our creek here. I really loved that kayak. Sigh.

    Then again the post did bring back fond memories of the times we kayaked several of the lakes up in the dunes north of Coos Bay. We also enjoyed floating on some of the lakes up in the Cascades. Good times! Eric started kayaking when he was a kid. He started me out on Floras Lake, just north of Port Orford. I thought I was going to be nervous, but he had me tethered that first time. The very next time, it seems I made him nervous by heading straight out to the middle of the lake (I forget the name, but it was a smallish lake in the dunes.) Luckily he didn’t have to dive in to rescue me since it was before I had my own kayak. Good times, thanks for the memories.

    • Every time I get around those lovely little lakes on the coast, I kick myself for not having our kayaks along, Gunta. We will make it yet! Peggy and I had both canoed but when we took our year off in 1999/2000, we stopped in Seattle to buy top-rated Innova inflatable kayaks that fit in our van. We fell in love with kayaking and had adventures from Alaska to Minnesota to Florida to the Baja. 🙂 –Curt

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