The vast expanse of empty lake is from whence I have come. I paddled madly out of Pine Bluff, threading my way through a maze of innumerable marshy islands. The Saskatchewan doesn’t really end, it rather sadly, almost ignominiously, peters out.
And here is where I’ve come to. The southern shore of Cedar Lake. All good. In fact, all very, very good!
In a perfect world, my plan was to make East Mossy Portage early enough in the afternoon to set up Karta, bust out the 6km hump, and land myself on the shores of Lake Winnipegosis.
Kai Nani skies ashore at East Mossy Portage just before 4:30pm. A monster paddle in perfect conditions. Now it’s not just good, I’m wondering what could be better?