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Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Lower Falls on Slickrock Creek-- Canoe and Hike 2016


Greenheaded Cone Flowers blooming into September along the banks of the stream.

Lower Falls on Slickrock Creek-- Canoe and Hike

Kenny & Dana Koogler
Sunday September 11, 2016

1 mile RT paddle/float 
2.8 mile RT hike

Pictures are here starting with frame 68

Lower Falls 2016 Photos







   We had been kayakers for a number of years.  Kenny had several bad experiences with the kayaks.
He flipped his a couple times.  Three years ago we nearly drowned in Little River during one of those episodes.  After the last flip of the kayak on a Summer fishing trip he cursed and said we were selling them.   We did sell them easily and finally bought a  canoe from our friend Mike.   It was a very good deal and a sweet set up.   We bought it back in June or July, but only now did we get the chance to take it out.

       We planned to do a short canoe trip to see how we got along with it and couple it up with a hike.
We thought maybe some picnicking, eagle watching, swimming on Calderwood Lake would be fun.
We headed down to Calderwood Lake on a Sunday morning.   We did not see any eagles today. I wondered if we missed them nesting and they had flown on?

        We put in at the dock on Calderwood and our first part of the float was short and sweet.
Half mile back to the mouth of Slickrock Creek. The sky was blue and the sun was shining.  The temperature was 83°. Perfect.   We had some weeble wobble feelings at first on setting out.  I think Kenny was convinced he could not be in a water craft without it tipping over.  We settled into the trip and had no incidents.   The water on the lake was a beautiful blue green and very cold.  A slight mist crept across the waters as always.   Once we entered the mouth of Slickrock Creek the water changed and became shallower and clearer.  We could hear the cascade where the stream empties into the broader mouth.    We beached the canoe and changed into our hiking boots.  We saw a king fisher bird and a hummingbird.  Lots of green headed cone flowers, pink Joe Pye weed, orange jewelweed, white turtleheads, white asters, red hearts a bustin' and bright red cardinal flower dotted the stream banks.

          We started our hike which was short and sweet.   It is not a hard hike, but it is a wilderness trail.  Better than bushwhacking, but not up to the standards in State Parks and the Smoky Mountains National Park trail system.   We could not remember if we needed to go up to the trail or if we could simply stay along the stream?  I recalled going up last time we did this so that is what we did again.
Once we had gone a short distance it was apparent either way would work.  We took note of this so we could simply stay along the stream on the return trip.

        
Kenny mans the trolling motor.

The mouth of Slickrock Creek.
 Beautiful view on Calderwood LakeCardina
Cardinal Flower by the stream 
More lovely flowers on the shores.... a look back toward the canoe.
There are some campsites immediately on the bank here. 

     Although I had done this hike several times and so had Kenny... we still forget that  the trail is very narrow and in places hard to stay on it!   Rocky and narrow and sloped in the wrong directions sometimes.   We only had one creek crossing to deal with though and today I knew that the wet foot wade was going to be very easy.   Today I was thrilled to find that even being on narrow, rocky spots above the creek I was cool as a cucumber.  I had no fear of heights, balance problems, depth perception problems or anxiety!  All that is gone thankfully.  I suddenly developed fear of heights and all this anxiety back over the Summer. Kenny was asking "Who ARE you and where did YOU come from?"  Cause my wife is NOT like that!  I believed it was coming from a hormone problem. Turns out I was right.  I had to switch from estrogen tablets to patches.  I am taking half the medication and getting great results. No more nervousness!  All those bad symptoms are gone along with the hot flashes!  What a relief. 


        We came to one particularly bad spot with lots of erosion and a long drop off below it.  
I handled it like a champ.   Finally at the base of the long cliff we passed the rocky part I like. It is a mossy rock face with lots of galax and ferns growing on it. The mountain here is far above you and stretches on a good distance.  
 The trail by the base of the bluff.


Sunlight filters down through trees and ferns past the bluff. 

  We passed a real pretty spot in the stream where there is a wide pool of water and lots more pink and red flowers.   I like this hike in any season,but late Summer has some pretty flowers.  Spring is the best season for this hike.   Tons of great Spring wildflowers from start to finish.


A good hole of water along the trip with pretty red cardinal flowers.
Kenny spent some time trying to decide if we needed to ford here despite my having told him 
the trail stuck to the LEFT side of the stream until near the very end.  It is easy to see why the confusion as the trail is hard to spot among the weeds. 

Kenny is standing in the trail, but you cannot see it from here. He couldn't see it until he was ON it.  


    We went along through a flat stretch of ground where the stream was narrower.  
The vegetation to my right began to rustle heavily and up jumped a black wild hog and took off running!   We hung back a little while to let it put some more distance between us and it.  I was very glad it was a hog and not a bear cub.    It wasn't too much further til we came to the first and only ford of this hike.   It was not going to be a completely dry rock hop today, but the next thing to it.  Most seasons this is an over the top of the boots wade. 
 Creek ford just before the falls. They are 0.3 miles further past this point.
Signage in the wilderness is not the clearest.  

 Lower Falls on Slickrock Creek.  We arrived there in another less than 1/2 mile from the ford.  I got in the water and took a short swim and cooled off.  The water was cold, but felt good.  Kenny as usual would not get in, but did throw rocks.  We ate a snack and I dried off a little and got the hiking book out  and tried to determine how the distances on this trip worked out.  I had made this hike a LOT shorter in my mind as usual.  I had thought it might be 1/2 mile from the lake shore to here.  Wrong!  Try 1.4 miles.   My brain edits things and makes them seem so much easier and shorter.


On the way back from the falls I stopped to enjoy the scenery here.  Looking back up the stream.

Joe Pye weed and cardinal flowers casting their reflections in the green waters of Slickrock Creek.


The clear, deep hole of water at the mouth of Slickrock Creek.  A small cascade empties into the broader, wider mouth of the creek.   So pretty!

    We made it back in half the time it took to hike in.   We were hungry and ready for some lunch waiting on us in the cooler back at the canoe.  We stuck to the lower trail which was much simpler wrapping up our hike.   We saw two couples had just climbed out of kayaks and were standing there talking as we came out.   We greeted them briefly and pushed on.  We changed into water shoes and sat down to eat a peanut butter sammidge with fresh strawberry jelly made by my brother in law, Brian.  It was wonderful!  So tart and packed with lots of flavor.  Brian is a Marine. He can kill you a terrorist or make you a batch of homemade jelly.  He is a man of many talents.  
   

         We climbed into the canoe and headed back.  I had thought we might have time for another adventure after this short hike, but it was not in the cards.   We were tired by the time we got back and loaded up the canoe it was already 4 pm.   We headed home on the Dragon.  Traffic was not too bad which was a relief.    It was about a perfect day.  I was glad it went to plan.  No negatives.  
It felt great to be back in the woods. All through my mind rolled the plans of things to come.  Thinking like this and dwelling on these ideas has been sadly lacking in me this Summer.  
The return of these patterns of thought and action are like the return of and old friend.  Feels like coming home. 

Below is a short video of the highlights of our adventure.  Very pleasant.



Monday, September 26, 2011

Slickrock Creek to Lower Falls Kayak & Hike Trip

Looking over the front of my kayak on Calderwood Lake


Lower Falls on Slickrock Creek-Kayak & Hike Trip

Dana & Kenny Koogler
Sept. 25, 2011
Paddle distance 2 miles approx.
Hike Distance 2 miles approx. 

**Repaired Blog with missing photos**
Slickrock Pix


     Kenny and I loaded up a picnic lunch and the kayaks and headed across the mountains to  Deals Gap, North Carolina.  We fixed us a tailgate lunch since it was already noon.  We put the kayaks in the water at Calderwood Lake Access.  We had spotted loads of cars at the trail head for Slickrock Creek before we headed to the dock.  Lots of people were boating and camping today.  It was hard to find a spot to park.  The day was about 70 degrees. Crystal clear blue skies with just a few pretty puffy white clouds.  The lake looked like silver.

         We paddled from the dock about a mile.  Our goal was the mouth of Slickrock Creek and a hike to Lower Falls.  We spotted a bald eagle while we paddled.  We also saw a king fisher bird.  Everyone we met on the lake was in excellent spirits and very friendly. The water smelled fresh and clean.  Paddling my kayak or a canoe is to me the most Zen experience.
I always sleep like a baby after a day out on the water. It is a dose of Mother Natures Nerve Medicine. Good old fashioned exercise. Sunshine. Fresh air. Cool water. Beautiful scenery.  And no weird side effects!

      We soon made our way round the bend and paddled the rest of the way up Slickrock Creek.   We could hear the creeks cascades crashing down ahead of us.  Two men and two backpacking tents were camped by the stream.  They were smiling and admiring the kayaks.
The creek here is quite shallow just a few feet in from the lake.  Calderwood Lake used to be part of the Little Tennessee River until it was dammed.  The water in the creek was even clearer and colder.  We beached the kayaks and climbed up to reach the trail that heads upstream. 

      I had hiked this trail twice before. I hiked it in Spring several years ago from Cheoah Dam to Lower Falls. It is an excellent Spring wildflower hike.  We did a shuttle hike one Summer on this trail. We put a vehicle at Cheoah Dam and drove round to Big Fat Gap.  We hiked from the gap all the way through to Wildcat Falls, past it and continued through to Lower Falls and back round to Cheoah.  That day we got to take some good swims in the river and saw a rattlesnake.   Now I was seeing what this area looked like in Fall.

      A wilderness hiking trail is not much like the well traveled, groomed, maintained trails of a National Park or State Park.  The further you go from a popular trail head the harder it can be to follow.  We passed one group of about six or seven adults who were dismayed at the mats of washed down sticks and debris and rocky conditions. They turned around and left.
I always like the challenge of route finding and surmounting different obstacles. Creek fords can be hilarious unless it is so rapid and deep that its unsafe.   Today was warm. The water levels were low and fording was just a nice time to play in the water.

Hell yes, that is too a path! It's a wilderness. Ain't goan be no normal, maintained path!
 
 It was no time until we arrived at Lower Falls. It is not the most spectacular waterfall for size, but the whole scene is pretty. Great swimming hole too! I can say that from first hand experience.  There are lots of calm, deep pools of water with leaves falling into them. They gleam black in the light.  We passed lots of pretty cascades on the way.  There is a mossy cliff covered top to bottom in mosses, lichens, and cliff clinging vegetation like galax and grass of parnassus.  It drips water even in the driest times.

       We spent some time relaxing at the falls then turned for the trip back.
It was a nice easy hike and paddle trip.  By the time we returned it was about 4 pm and there was not a soul around.  Everyone had left. Once we passed those few people nearer the trails start we never saw another person. 

      The woods smelled of the coming of Autumn.  I look forward to many more hikes in crunchy leaves to beautiful spots this year.

 

Bald Eagle in the trees over the lake.



Golden light on Slickrock Creek and fallen leaves



Lower Falls on Slickrock Creek