Length of stay: 1 day
Visited: July 2021
There’s a good reason we typically don’t visit the cabin in the late spring or early summer. That’s when the mosquitos are living their best lives. But we somehow always think it’s going to be fine. And it never is.
The road into the cabin is in rough shape and isn’t well-maintained. Since we just got our muffler fixed in Sudbury a few days ago, we didn’t want to take any chances. So we parked at the top of the hill and walked in. It’s not like we had that much stuff since we’d only be staying at the cabin for one night and we planned to leave the next morning. Essentially we just had to carry in our sleeping bags, pillows, food for dinner and breakfast, water and maybe a change of clothes.
This turned out to be an excellent decision as mid-way through our walk to the cabin, we came across a massive tree that had fallen over into the middle of the road. Oh boy were the mosquitoes celebrating. It seemed like they were all here waiting for us as we slowly tried to figure out a way past the wreckage. You know how I said that we didn’t have to carry too much stuff with us? Well, turns out I forgot to pack the bug spray. Eventually we made it through the bramble scramble of branches, leaves, and mosquitoes, and pretty much ran the rest of the way to the cabin.
For the remainder of the afternoon we mostly stayed indoors to admire the views of the lake behind the safety of the bay window. I made an attempt to go outside to trim back some of the greenery that had grown wild around the fire pit. Despite my efforts, the bug situation was terrible, so it was short-lived.
I retreated back indoors. While we forgot to bring the bug spray, we at least remembered to bring a bottle of cider that we bought from Busl Cidery on the drive to Charleston Lake Provincial Park. We cracked open a bottle of the newest edition of their collection: the Quaran-TEA-NE, which was a hibiscus and raspberry cider. It was very delicious and well worth the extra weight.
Perhaps it was from the braveness of the cider, but I made an attempt to start a fire to burn all the ferns and saplings I pulled from around the firepit. And in hopes that it would fend off the mosquitoes. Spoiler alert: it didn’t.
Sitting by the fire was also short-lived. Needless to say, we went to bed rather early as there wasn’t much else to do. Plus we were tired, probably from fear of being eaten alive by the mosquitoes as we were figuring out the best way to get over that fallen tree.
The next morning there was a light mist coming off the water. It was a little chilly outside, so the mosquitoes weren’t as aggressive … yet. I decided to risk it and go outside to take a couple of pictures of the lake.
Afterwards we made breakfast and cleaned up around the cabin. We headed out shortly after 9:30a.m. This time we had a strategy for passing by the fallen tree, which was really to not hesitate and try to move as fast as possible. After that it was smooth sailing, or rather hiking, back to the car.
From here we planned to visit one last provincial park on our road trip, Petroglyphs, before heading back home.