Posts Tagged: ‘Shingobee Bay’

Shingobee Reunion 2017

August 5, 2017 Posted by Deb

The Eldridge clan gathered once again at the old stomping grounds near Walker, MN. The flights came in from Mexico to Alaska, and the journey north was on. We were one major item short this year since the old 1973 SeaRay is on the injury list. This year we rented a SeaRay from Hiawatha Beach Resort. We used it mostly to tour the lakefront bars and our old haunts. Great weather and good times.Old Guy SkiingWayDowntoDockSunsetBoatSunsetBogSetSetBoatDock

Find the Human

Find the Human

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Old Cabin Ceremonies

Old Cabin Ceremonies

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Family Reunion on Shingobee Bay

August 6, 2016 Posted by Deb

Woodbury RV Park Gathering Place

Woodbury RV Park Gathering Place

The Fleet Pulling into the Cabin

The Fleet Pulling into the Cabin

Saying Hello to the Lake

Saying Hello to the Lake

High Hopes for the SeaRay

High Hopes for the SeaRay

Could Be the Last Run for the SeaRay

Could Be the Last Run for the SeaRay

Next

Next

First Run in 3 Years

First Run in 3 Years

Tricky

Tricky

Lazy Daz on Shingobee

Lazy Daz on Shingobee

Lazy Daz No 2

Lazy Daz No. 2

Squeezing Family & Friends into Old Hippy Van

Squeezing Family & Friends into Old Hippy Van

Trimaran Run

Trimaran Run

Tall Tales On the Deck

Tall Tales On the Deck

Base: Lindstrom, MN

August 15, 2015 Posted by Deb

The RV came to rest on a lake north of Lindstrom, MN, in an area called Chisago Lakes. The Park Manager stayed open late to walk us in and it was very tight. The two trees that mark the marina entrance gave us six inches. It looks tighter getting out but we haven’t tried that yet. We had to guess what we needed when we staged at the pole barn in Iowa, and Deb drove separately with quite a collection of boats on her car.

The Fleet Heads to Minnesota

The Fleet Heads to Minnesota

Sunrise in Front of the RV on Chisago Lakes

Sunrise in Front of the RV on Chisago Lakes

We picked this RV park last year because it was on the water and within commuting range of the Twin Cities. Now that we know what RV parks are like in the rest of the country, we wondered what we saw in this place. It is crowded, we have neighbor firepits within 15 feet, the front and back yards were mudholes, the neighbors party loudly despite noise rules, the lake was shallow and weedy, the commute to our old neighborhood is brutal, and getting in and out with the RV is so tough it is essentially trapped here.

Now for the good news. We have the place practically all to ourselves on every day but Friday and Saturday and we try to be gone on those days. The neighbors have been quite careful with their fires and are friendly and polite, sober or drunk. The owner brought in a bobcat, black dirt, grass seed, and straw and we had a front yard in about a week. I put a deck on the entire starboard side of the RV and that has made a huge difference in our lot. The lake has become less weedy and there are about 10 other lakes in the neighborhood that we are checking out, including Forest Lake. The commute is becoming more tolerable now that we have found additional gyms, stores, restaurants, and friends in the North metro. The biking and hiking are excellent. So … things are looking up.

Man-Made Front Yard

Man-Made Front Yard

Entrance to the Man Cave

Entrance to the Man Cave

Leaving Base Camp

We aren’t in the RV park much. The following shots catch us up through mid August. Then we are off to Dillon, CO followed by a high-risk anniversary taking the trimaran to the Apostle Islands. They say to never take an open kayak out on Superior, and we’re taking an open trimaran. We bought full length wetsuits today and will stop by the pole barn on the way back from CO for bug suits and a backpacking tent and gear. That should handle everything but the weather and the bears. We heard one of the islands we have a permit for has been shut down recently due to aggressive bears. Stay tuned.

Head of the Browns Creek State Trail in Stillwater on the St. Croix

Head of the Browns Creek State Trail in Stillwater on the St. Croix

Patty Griffin and the Zoo Animals

Patty Griffin and the Zoo Animals

Rowing Buddies on the Mississippi

Rowing Buddies on the Mississippi

Makin' Mom's Vegetable Cabbage Soup in my New Pans in the RV

Makin’ Mom’s Vegetable Cabbage Soup in my New Pans in the RV

Biking Past Minnehaha Falls

Biking Past Minnehaha Falls

Taylors Falls

Taylors Falls

Hiking With Sister Barb

Hiking With Sister Barb

And That's The Truth!

And That’s The Truth!

Wild Mountain Winery with Sister Barb & Michael

Wild Mountain Winery with Sister Barb & Michael

Paul Bunyan Trail, Chippewa National Forest

Paul Bunyan Trail, Chippewa National Forest

Grainbelt on Shingobee Bay

Grainbelt on Shingobee Bay

The Only Shade on the Beach, Walker Beach

The Only Shade on the Beach, Walker Bay

Sent Cousin Isaac Out on the Fish Hook River

Sent Cousin Isaac Out on the Fish Hook River

Adhoc Relative Gathering at Twin Lakes

Adhoc Relative Gathering at Twin Lakes

Surfing into a Malibu Prop

Surfing into a Malibu Prop

Indian Hoop Dance

September 15, 2014 Posted by Deb

We took one final shot at Shingobee Bay and Walker, MN, in mid-September with a focus on biking the new trails in the area. The biking was excellent but a bit chilly.

We stumbled onto the annual Walker Ethinc Days and, despite the cold weather, there was a decent crowd in town. Deb volunteered to be one of the groupies for the internationally famous hoop dancer that was still within the Walker budget. The Hungarian singers also fit in under the budget. It seemed like a nice event and would have been a major hit if the temp had been about 25 degrees higher.

Walker Ethnic Days

Walker Ethnic Days

Kevin Locke ~ Hoop Dance Demo

Kevin Locke ~ Hoop Dance Demo

Cabin Near Our Cabin

August 23, 2014 Posted by Deb

We rented a cabin on Shingobee Bay off Leech Lake in Minnesota very close to our old family cabin from 1963 to 1995. It was kind of sad to be that close to our old digs, but it is a great lake and a great part of Minnesota. We sprung for a Hobie Tandem Island Trimaran just like the one we demo’d up at Whiteface, splashed it in Shingobee Bay, and made the trip into the town of Walker and back in under four hours. It’s great for the two bridges because it has pedals and flippers that move it along well and the main has roller furling and comes down with a click. The main and rudder can be operated from either seat. It will also move out in the right conditions. Oh, and the beer holders are built in.

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Forty Miles by Hobie Trimaran

We decided to extend the family stay up north but we needed a new cabin … our home on Shingobee was rented. We found one at Trapper’s Landing out on the main part of Leech Lake, packed, cleaned, and started thinking about loading up the Hobie. Somehow, the idea of sailing it under three low bridges, north through Walker Bay, around Onigum Island, through the Roosevelt canal, around Stony Point, and many miles east through the big part of the lake with a 25 mile fetch, seemed like a good idea. I loaded up a Coke, PowerAid, rain jacket and pants (the weather looked bad), plugged the coordinates of the Trapper’s Landing dock in my smartphone, grabbed some cash, my driver’s license (to ID the body), said goodbye to Deb, and took off.

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The trip was very cool, partly because we had no idea if it was possible. The Roosevelt canal was part of our normal loop by power boat but everything looked different from the trimaran on a cloudy day. I tacked up into a bay that I was sure had a marker for the canal and soon discovered I was lost. I took a timeout and fired up Google Maps … I missed the canal by about two to three miles and was now in the lee of land. No problem … I had peddles. The canal was fun because of the looks I got from passing boats. Pretty sure they have never seen a Hobie trimaran go through. I stopped at the north end of the canal to check in with the shore party by phone and re-mount the main. A few minutes later I was doing a real shakedown on the new trimaran as the waves from the big lake started making things difficult and wet. I hove to after about an hour so I could safely get the smartphone out, check my location, put on full rain gear to preserve body heat, and pit (which was the challenging part). The rest of the trip was tacking into 10 to 15 knots of wind without really knowing where I was going (the GPS failed to acquire after the earlier fix). I asked one fishing boat and they never heard of Trapper’s Landing. I called Deb and she said there was an American flag on an island about 200 yards offshore and that I would be going by a large island just before I got there. I started tacking into shore to check out every American flag in front of a set of log cabins because they all looked like they could be on the water until I got near. Once I called Deb to ask her if she could see me because I was fairly sure I was in front of the resort. I wasn’t in sight.

A lot of tacks and miles later, I popped out from behind a point of land and saw Deb sitting on a dock and other friends and family pointing the way to the marina. A couple more tacks, rolled main, and a few pedal kicks and the Hobie was in its new home and I got the beer I had been thinking about for several hours. The total trip was about 20 miles straight line and over 40 over the water in five and a half hours. I still think about the weird feeling of being in a large body of water with a tiny boat and having only a rough idea about the final destination.

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