Location: Shadow Mountain Lake
Woohooooooooooo! It's officially Adventure Season, and while the official start of summer is still a few weeks away, the weather is nice enough to enjoy the great outdoors. I wait all winter for the mountains to warm up and all spring for the rain to subside and the sun to shine. Once again, what a feeling it is to look forward to summer. After spending your whole life avoiding the heat of AZ summer, it's so wonderful to truly enjoy the warmth and sunshine.
Krystal and Fiona were away this weekend, traveling to Minnesota for her cousin's wedding so Logan and I decided that we would try out kayak camping. The goal was to kayak out to a campsite and setup camp next to the water. I researched and found Shadow Mountain Lake which is just north of Granby. After calling the chamber of commerce, it looked like there were islands on the lake and while some were closed due to wildlife preserves some were open to camping. With that in mind, I had a hectic day of getting the girls to the airport, putting the kayak on the roof solo (thanks Mom and Dad for the new roof mounts, made my life MUCH easier) and bringing Logan to work with me which all occurred after waking up at 5am to get some work hours in before everyone was awake.
Logan and I left Boulder around 2PM and had a two hour drive ahead of us. After about one hour I was getting really sleepy and needed a caffeine/sugar boost. We stopped at the next town and grabbed some Redbull, Swedish Fish, Sugar Daddy, and lollipops with only the lollipop being for Logan of course...can you imagine him on Redbull!?!? As we were about to leave I did something I had never before done in my life. I offered someone a ride. There was this girl (maybe mid 20s) with a huge hiking backpacking sitting on the picnic bench on the phone and looked like she had someplace to go. I asked her if she needed a ride, and after saying asking her Dad on the phone to hold on turned out she only needed about a 10 minute drive up the highway. It was on our way so I offered to give her a lift. She had just arrived 4 days ago from Texas and was had started a backpacking trip that would take her across all of Colorado to catch a train in Utah, and then she would hike the San Francisco Mountains. She was doing it all solo, major props to her! Honestly I wish we had a longer drive together because it would have been neat to here more of her story and learn why she was taking on such an epic adventure. We dropped her at a random hotel in Idaho Springs which we both agreed "looked safe enough if you were traveling alone". Best wishes to whomever you were, I hope you stay safe and embrace the adventure. It was really neat having Logan be a part of helping out a fellow outdoors (wo)man and a simple way to embrace a stranger. There is plenty of time in life for stranger danger but this time felt right to help someone out.
So about those islands, ya..wrong info from the chamber of commerce. Says right on the sign next to the dock 'No Camping on Islands"...oh well. There was a campsite of about 40 sites right next to the water so we deciding to setup camp there. I'm not usually one to like official campsites but it was easy and accommodating being so close to the lake. In all honesty I don't even remember what we did Friday night except that I read Logan a long chapter book about a little boy who runs away from home to live in the mountains on my own. I read about 30 pages that night, and he fell fast asleep while I was reading. I will always remember that night. Such a pure interaction with my son, nothing complex, nothing electronic, nothing requiring any energy at all except to be immersed in the moment.
I woke up once to the sounds of "something" but took some deep breathes and fell fast asleep. Turns out a bear came through the camp ground and ate 12 fish from someone's cooler that they left sitting out. PEOPLE there are bear containers for a REASON...USE THEM! Wish I would have peaked out and seen the little guy ;) I also woke up in the morning but again was too cold and tired to peak out. This time my neighbors tell us a male moose walked within 15 feet of our tent! I seriously have been wanting to see a moose more than any animal. It was so close...
Saturday! Let me summarize this day in a handful of words:
poptarts, kayak, cheetos, fishing, kayak, cheetos, fishing, fishing, fishing
Okay so Logan LOVES fishing. It was fish free in Colorado weekend and we took full advantage. We fished for hours on Saturday. We ended up being out on the lake from about 9:30 to 1:30 PM, We (and by that I mean, me. Logan's paddling is subpar ;) paddled out to check out the islands. On the way out in the morning, the water was so smooth. Oh man, how I love smooth, flat, glass water. It brings a certain calm over me, that must be from all those years on the lake as a kid. The islands were a small grouping jetting out from the south end of the lake. As I said, some of them were closed due to Osprey breading, so we got some awesome close ups of Osprey from the water. After scoping out the islands, we put a fishing line and trolled it behind us in the kayak as we headed for the marina. I'll just say it now, we caught zero fish, zero, but that didn't stop us. We bought some worms at the marina and Logan was super excited to look at and touch them. He is slowly getting over his gross phase and becoming more typical boy. After leaving the marina, we had lunch on one of the other islands and opened the cheetos for the first time. Seriously, this kid would eat the whole bag if he could! The weather was starting to look rather imposing so I decided it was time to head back and call it a day. There was this narrow passage between two islands and for the life of me I could not paddle us through the wind and waves that had come upon us due to the impending storm. After a couple unsuccessful tries, we docked on one of the islands next to a motor boat and hung out for a bit (...ate more cheetos). I figured we could wait out the storm or worst case ask someone to tow us back. After giving my arms a rest, I was able to power through it and make it through 15 minutes of some tough upper body workout and make it back to the dock near camp.
Logan grabbed the fishing pole out of the kayak and immediately started fishing off the dock. He is a natural. I showed him once how to cast and he just did it! It was hard to describe but it was like he was meant for it. I guess some kids can throw a baseball or shoot a basketball, but man can Logan cast. It was a very proud moment and so cool to see him embrace it. We fished for a LONG time until I lured (pun, yes...no?) him back to camp to eat dinner. Side note, Krystal's Dad got me one of those backpacking Jetboil stoves, and wow is that thing awesome. It boils water so fast! Anyway, Logan ate some more cheetos during dinner or maybe I had cut him off by then. But after Dinner, I just wanted to sit for a bit and relax...ya like that would ever happen. Guess what Logan wanted to do...you got it, fish! So I took a chair and beer down to the dock and we fished for the rest of the night. We were the last ones out there and still not even a bite. It probably doesn't help that I know next to nothing about fishing, but that's the fun part as Logan and I get to learn together. I really wanted to sit on the dock and watch the sunset but Logan insisted we get back to camp for some smores. That night we continued reading the same book, but he lasted about 4 pages before he passed out and was asleep. I slept much better that night, and after poking my head out from the sleeping bag realized we had both slept in until 9AM (how wonderful)!
After packing up the truck, we headed back to the dock and finished off our trip with none other than more time fishing :) There was another family there that I'll just say wasn't getting along, and it made me appreciate and reflect even more on just how special my son Logan is. He's an active, fun loving, social, intelligent little boy. He's got a dynamic spunk of a personality and loves his family tremendously. On the ride home, after grabbing Subway and...more cheetos, he told me that when he grows up he wants to be just like me. He is going to have the same beard, same tattoos, same shoes, same sunglasses. It's like he was looking at me and realized just how much he loves who I am, and starting naming off everything he saw. After spending three days fully immersed together, he left that weekend with me on his mind. I must say that I too, left that weekend reminded to think and act more like him. There are so many more things we did that weekend that were a blast and I could go on for thousands of more words, but this post is already super long. I'll end with adding that on the way home we stopped at JAX and bought him his own tackle box and picked up a fishing license for me so that we can continue our quest for our first fish.
I received a GoPro from Amanda for Christmas so I'll be updating this blog with awesome photos and videos. Just takes me a little while to process everything and I'd rather get my thoughts down before the weekend's fresh thoughts escape me.
According to the GPS we kayaked 4.2 miles that day!
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