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4/30/2025 6:19 am  #1


Bushwhack to Zigzag Lake

Bushwhack to Zigzag Lake
April 27, 2025
Website trip report: Zigzag Lake

In the past, the old portage trail from Upper Pine Lake to Tarn Lake, which is now grown over, ran parallel to Zigzag Creek to a point where it crossed the creek and then headed to Richards Lake and from there on to Tarn. However, at the Zigzag Creek cross-over point a second trail went west to Grass-pink Lake. If someone was to go east from the cross-over point, following Zigzag Creek, you would come to Zigzag Lake (see map below).

We had previously bushwhacked along this route to Grass-pink and to Tarn, but had never been to Zigzag Lake, so using this route to reach Zigzag was our goal for this first spring hike of 2025. Zigzag can also be accessed by bushwhacking across country from a logging road that approaches the lake from the east, however, we wanted to travel this historic and more isolated route.


The route for a hike we made to Tarn Lake (red line). Our route to Grass-pink (blue line). The goal of this hike, Zigzag Lake (green circle).  Base map courtesy of Maps by Jeff.


Starting point -- the Park boundary on Pine River, above Lower Pine Lake.


There was a heavy flow of water over the beaver dam and a strong current. Last year, when we hiked to Grass-pink at the end of March we stripped down and waded across the river. This year, getting a little smarter with age, we brought hip waders for the crossing. As a child, more than 60 years ago, I can recall when there was a bridge crossing the river here.


We used a walking stick as a brace against the current and for balance on a rocky river bottom. In the deepest section the water was up to the thighs.


After crossing the river you get a good view of Eagle Rock above us. We stored the waders among the trees for the return journey.  As we would soon discover, the waders would have been useful at several points along the way, but were too heavy to consider carrying with us.


Last sign of snow on the trail to Upper Pine Lake. When we returned in the afternoon it had melted.


Upper Pine Lake


There were groups of ducks along the river, not visible in the picture.


In this area there were many young beech trees, their faded leaves shining in the sunlight. Beech trees retain their leaves throughout the winter.


Over the past six years we have come across numerous balloons that have drifted into the Park. We've been keeping count -- this is our 10th find. A Google search suggests air currents can carry a helium-filled balloon hundreds or even thousands of miles. A simple latex balloon could travel hundreds of miles, while a Mylar (foil coated) balloon, even at slower speeds, can potentially travel over 1,000 miles. 


Our first obstacle -- water was racing down a wide ravine toward Upper Pine Lake. We searched a short distance in both directions to find a place to cross, and ultimately decided we would have to walk upstream until we could find a crossing and then double back toward the lake. 


We eventually found a log we could use to get across. The first of several log crossing we would make.


Here we are above Upper Pine Lake -- the trail ends and from this point on it means bushwhacking.


Zigzag Creek - this is a particularly nice spot in early spring before everything leafs out.


For a short video of the creek click on the following link: Zigzag Creek


After leaving the creek we had one more stream to cross. This time we were able to jump across.


Moving north you begin to climb some higher terrain, along  a hillside strewn with monstrous boulders.




Climbing higher we went over several moss-covered outcrops -- a slippery surface with water running under the moss.


Zigzag Lake in the distance. Always nice when the destination comes into view. However, we were not able to go directly to the lake. There is a large marsh we had to get around before reaching the lake.


Arrival at Zigzag Lake





Lunch - the ice had probably been off the lake for only a few days, so the breeze was cool coming off the water.


It felt good to stretch out in the sun after walking for 4 hours.


After lunch we explored along the shoreline and came to a lovely stream running down a steep hillside to the lake.
A short video.


Heading back -- one of the advantages of hiking in April, in addition to the absence of blackflies, is that the bush is very open allowing you to see distances and observe features that are not apparent later in the season.


By this point we were getting pretty good at finding logs to cross on in order to keep feet dry.


We're back at the north end of Upper Pine Lake -- foundation of the ranger cabin on the lake.


The view of the lake rangers would have had from the cabin.


In this area where there are deep crevices in the rocks we saw numerous signs of wolf scat. The hair and bone fragments suggested they had been eating deer. On this hike we did come across 3 deer along the route, all looking to be in good shape.




First wild flowers of spring. This area was probably still covered with snow a week earlier.


Our route




A final note:
This was one of the warmest days of the spring, so by 3:30 PM when we got back to the river bank and put on the waders, the melt and runoff that had occurred throughout the day had increased considerably the flow of water over the beaver dam.  As a result the current was much stronger. But we took our time and made the crossing without incident.  


 

 

4/30/2025 6:58 am  #2


Re: Bushwhack to Zigzag Lake

Great report!! I love seeing these hard to get to lakes.

 

5/01/2025 9:23 am  #3


Re: Bushwhack to Zigzag Lake

Beautiful scenery and nice account of a walk in the woods.  It's remarkable how few people actually travel off the beaten path and designated trails - so much to see, experience and learn!  Thank for the post!

 

5/06/2025 2:57 pm  #4


Re: Bushwhack to Zigzag Lake

That was great, and thank you for sharing so many photos.  You've inspired me to share my zig-zagging story from many years ago.  I will try to keep this brief....which, with me, are usually famous last words.  

On one of my first canoe trips, in the early 1980's with my scout troop, our access point was Opeongo.  On our last day, with the length of Opeongo in front of us, our big plan was to wake up at 6am to beat the wind.  We woke up to a strong wind and waves very literally crashing on the shore.  That day is a story of its own, but the zig-zagging story...ok, well, we had three boys in each aluminum canoe; bow, stern, and the poor guy who had to sit on the "monster pack" (canvas portage pack), usually with somebody's spare sneakers sticking in his behind all day.

We pushed off from the eastern arm, which was no small feat (getting away from the surf), and started paddling.  Most depressing paddling ever.  Three of us pulling like crazy, making very little progress against a strong headwind and very large, wind-driven waves pounding on the bow.  I had the stern, and it took everything I had to keep her straight, dead against the waves, but I knew if we went sideways we had a pretty good chance of going over, plus we'd take forever and a month to get the boat going in the right direction again.  I was only able to paddle on the left side, if I went to the right it would start to veer, so the two boys in front of me could switch when they were tired, but I sure couldn't.  (We NEVER should have been on that water, we should have waited a day, but I guess the dad's and leaders decided today was the day no matter what).  Very gradually, we started to overtake one of our other boats....

In the bow of that boat was Mark, renowned hothead.  In the stern, Sam, whose greatest pleasures came from jerking Mark's chain at every opportunity.  I don't recall who the poor unfortunate was in the middle of those two, but Mark and Sam did not get along.  At all. Water and oil.  As we passed them, Mark complained back to Sam "Sam, you're zig-zagging!  Stop zig-zagging all over the place!" Sam replied "I'm not zig-zagging, I'm zag-zigging.  Zig-zagging is not in my contract!", and with that, he braced his paddle in the water.  Their boat stopped immediately, and turned sideways, broadside to the waves.  What a mistake that was!  I guess Mark's comment was one-to-many for Sam.  

As we passed them.....Mark and Sam were enjoying a rather animated discussion on the subject, and their boat was bobbing up and over substantial waves that were hitting them broadside.  That lake is such a long paddle, I don't know how far behind us that put them, but quite a distance I'm sure, and I'd bet a good ten minutes or so.  It could not possibly have been worth it for Sam to do that, although 1) hindsight is usually pretty good, and 2) I have to admit that the rest of us took a certain amount of pleasure in it when somebody jerked Mark's chain, because it was so easily done and his reactions were sort of like Donald Duck's in those moments. Remarkably they did not capsize - in fact none of our boats did that day (I think we had six?), but our middle paddler had to do some bailing at times that day.

It should not surprise you to know that Sam became an attorney (He used to say he wanted to become a lawyer because he enjoyed pissing people off).  It might surprise you that Mark became a motivational speaker. Mark was short and of slight build, but he was absolutely nails tough.  One of the grittiest people I've ever met.  You'd look at his legs, they'd be covered - 50-60 mosquito bites.  He didn't care.  Nothing physical could bother that guy.  We were in our teens, he was maybe 20, and he'd been on about 20 canoe trips (he put the date of every canoe trip on the blade of his paddle).  They were both good guys, they just couldn't get along.  

Anyway, thanks for sharing about Zig-Zag.  I guess I'd be willing to vote to change the name to Zag-Zig should the question ever come up....  

Last edited by MooseWhizzer Dave (5/06/2025 2:58 pm)

 

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