Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Fall canoe trip on Monksville Reservoir

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey
The truck w/canoe in our driveway.

Sunday morning we loaded up the canoe and headed to our five-minute-away destination: Monksville Reservoir. The morning was crisp, but calm. We had originally planned our canoe outing for Saturday but it was a bit too breezy for paddling around. We thought we would need light jackets but once we go there we realized it had warmed up enough to go without them.

When we first started out the lake was like a mirror. The colors are just now slightly past peak, but still pretty. The light was typical for a fall day with the sun in and out of the clouds.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Monksville Reservoir was filled in 1987. There were a few houses that were of historical significance that were moved elsewhere, but the majority of the 15 homes that once existed here were demolished. The reservoir is huge but so far we have only paddled in the shallower section near the Wanaque river feed.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We like it because of all the dead standing trees. It’s eerie and pretty all at the same time. It’s challenging too (at least for Rick who steers) because there are many submerged tree stumps and fallen trees that can snag you if you don’t see them lurking under the water. It’s like a cemetary for trees and many of them have met with a watery grave.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

The bleached dead wood makes for a stark contrast against the vibrantly colored trees.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


We disturbed a cormorant resting on a rock. Until I took these photos I had no idea they had blue eyes!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

Finally airborne and away from those people in that canoe! Whew!

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


The cemetary of dead trees.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We (or should I say Rick) navigated through the dead trees while I stopped paddling to be on the lookout for submerged stumps. It’s a strange feeling floating among the watery forest.


The colors here were interesting to me ... muted greens and pinks from the green scum on the water and the burning bushes; reminiscent of a Monet painting I thought.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

We got back in the channel and paddled up to the end where the Wanaque river feeds the reservoir.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey


Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

There was some kind of foam in the water but to us it looked like a galaxy spinning around on the surface.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

A captive maple leaf.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

And somehow plants find a way to survive.

Lynne Robinson, Hewitt, New Jersey

On our way back to the dock the wind kicked up and the sun was becoming obscured behind clouds. We were glad we had chosen the time we did to come. And, all the more glad when we saw lots of people unloading canoes at the dock. A canoeing club was about to take over the waters! After accepting many compliments on how beautiful our canoe was (and an invitation from one man to join the Hackensack Canoe Club) we were on our way home.

Whew! That’s a lot of photos! I know my sweet hubbie would tell me “edit, Lynne!” but I’ve had a hard enough time just getting this posted. I kept looking at the photos and deciding which ones to leave out and never came to a good conclusion. So, since this post has been waiting to be published now for two days, I just decided to go with all of them.

I hope you enjoyed the paddle!

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