Just make sure you are fully healed and know how to lift the right way to decrease your risk for injury. 

Tyler and I headed out to Lynx Lake public use cabin # 1 this weekend. Of course, we always have to make the “easy” trips hard. 

We had never been down Lynx Lake Road before, so we decided to see if we could hike into the cabin from the road. The road was pretty muddy because of the rainy weekend, but the Subie made it. We parked at mile 4 at the locked gate and hiked along the road until we figured we were in line with the cabin. We initially figured we would just tromp through the woods down the hill to the cabin, but from the road, the woods looked like it was filled with lots of devil’s club, so we decided to continue on down the road to the boat ramp. From the boat ramp, we did have to cut back into the woods and we did some mild bushwacking until we reached a bog that lead to the cabin. It was about 2.5 miles to the cabin from the car, and we were happy for a little reprieve from swamp and mud. 

We dropped our packs and headed back out to the car to retrieve the SUPs that we borrowed. We took a different route across the bog and up the hill back to Lynx Lake road on the way back. There was definitely quite a bit of devil’s club. 

Back on the road, we made our way to the car while we hatched a new plan for the SUPs. With the SUPs on our backs, we hiked back up Lynx Lake Road, but decided to turn onto the Cross Park Trail and head toward Little Frazier Lake. The SUPs were a bit awkward to carry in packs that are definitely not made for long distances. It was about 1.5 miles from the car to the lake (although the sign says longer). Once at Little Frazier, we inflated the SUPs and paddled across (kayak style). We portaged over to Lynx Lake and then padded to the cabin as the rain started to come down. 

We did a little paddling around the peninsula in the evening and then settled into cabin life for the evening. One of my goals this weekend was to spend some time reading my new book on breathwork, so enjoying cabin time on a rainy Saturday was a great way to achieve that goal. 

The next morning, we took our time packing up and headed back out onto Lynx Lake, back over to Little Frazier and across to the trail. We had a heck of a time re-packing the boats and muscled them back into the packs as best we could.

At that point, we didn’t want to do multiple carries, so we sucked it up and carried both packs in one go. I’m pretty sure I had to stop 100 times on the way back because I did not do any work to prepare my body for carrying 65+ pounds this Summer (definitely something to work on this Winter).

Finally, we made it back to the car and back down the even muddier road the the highway. Our day was made even better when we saw some neat looking sheep grazing along the road on our way out. We might be in the market one of these days…