Almost a year ago, I embarked for the first time with my Diablo Chupacabra SUP Yak. I heard about a lake deep in the woods that could only be accessed by having a kayak. I scoured Google maps for a way to get my kayak in and settled on what looked to be a trail. Well, it took me over two hours to get my kayak back to the lake and it amounted to bushwacking. With a massive yak, it wasn't a good idea. Leaving the lake, I found an alternative entry/exit point but it went through state property. I returned last week with the intention of trespassing.
I arrived, geared up, and took my kayak on a long haul to the edge of the property. A large hangar housed some heavy machinery, and I walked inside to do something I have never done: ask for permission. I decided on this to cover my butt in case someone stopped me. I asked if I could access the lake in the woods and he replied,
"No, But I didn't see you".
That was all I really needed to continue on. He mentioned that if Fish and Game stopped by, I might get a heavy fine, but I was willing to take the risk. He told me to lie and tell them that I accessed the lake some other way. It sounded like a plan, and I pushed on into the woods. I took apart my carriage and had to carry the yak and my other gear about a hundred yards through the woods to a put in that was overrun by vegetation. I put in with the intention of catching some nice bass.
For all the effort, the results didn't match the risk. I caught a decent number of bass, all mostly small. However, I was granted an afternoon alone on a lake, deep in the woods with only beavers, heron, osprey, and a bald eagle to keep me company. I was fine with that.