While most of the Gonzos were off on The Cabot Trail this past weekend, a
couple of them, along with an assortment of cyclists and oatmeal granolas
were paddling the Wallace River.
The Camerons, Gonzos in good standing, & Rocket, an associate Gonzo were
joined by a bunch of Velos and other assorted folks at the Wallace Wharf
at 9:30 Sat. am. Twelve boats, (11 kayaks & a canoe) of various styles,
shapes and degrees of seaworthiness. Since the expedition leader couldn't
find the put in spot he had talked about in his e mail, we all put in at
the South Middleboro Bridge, which is a great location, a few steps from
We had one total paddling virgin and one or two others on their honeymoon,
so the initial stretch of water was slow, what with contradictory
instructions and advice being given to the newbies.
The first km. or two of river was low, so there were a couple of bumps and
scrapes, some fast water, but nothing on the scale of Kenduskeag. Once
past the second bridge, the river changes form a river to a wide tidal
estuary within a few hunded meters. Despite flowing downstream, the tide
was coming in, so coasting wasn't an option. Still the sun was shining,
the black flies were all on shore , the eagles were soaring overhead, and
there wasn't anyone present who had a preference to be anywhere else.
There were many photo ops, lots of conversation, lots of lunch, and we
eventually ended up where the river runs into Wallace Bay, then another
km. of choppy salt water to the Wallace Bridge, under it and back to the
wharf, where the ice cream stand did a brisk business, and several people
stocked up on fresh lobsters.
We commuted back & forth for a bit getting vehicles and boats sorted out &
drove off to Fox Harbour to take over my sister's cottage for a BBQ and
de-briefing on the voyage.
Lots of other kayaking adventures awaiting us along that coastline too,
and miles of back roads for cycling. Might make a good three day weekend
adventure spot for later in the summer.