I saw Cody at the store and we decided to head to Hemlock Lake for a paddle the next day, Easter Sunday, and it turned out to be a glorious day. We put in on the south end and headed up the inlet through the marsh. When we were still at the launch we could hear a noise but could not identify it, as we got closer to the marsh we figured out it was what must have been thousands of frogs croaking, chortling and making a heck of a racket. They were all around us in the marsh but we never actually saw one. We did see a couple Bald Eagles, an Osprey, ducks, geese and Blue Herons.
We made it about a mile and a half up the inlet had to carry around a few trees piled up across the creek, paddled over 3 washed out beaver dams and finally had to turn back when it got to shallow.
It was a beautiful day and we heard more than one group of fisherman lamenting the fact that they were in big trouble having stayed out to long and were late for Easter dinner.
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