I returned to Lake Austin last Sunday, with a new paddling friend. While driving over the 360 bridge to go to my bike shop (
360 Cycleworks), I looked out at the water and saw a lighthouse. A what? A lighthouse? On Lake Austin? I convinced my friend that we needed to visit.
I recently purchased a new boat - a very sweet
Impex Mystic. I say sweet, because even at 14 ft., it paddles like a 16 or a 16.5. Perhaps it's because it's made of carbon kevlar. It's the first boat, aside from those little itty bitty playboats, that I can easily pick up and put on my shoulder. I can even load it and unload it on top of my truck in my Malone J cradles! The colors are pretty cool - yellow on white, with a baby blue trim. Funny, but the boat matches my
Paul Frank Clancy cruiser.
Sorry, I digress. I haven't had a boat that would be suitable for Lake Austin in a while. I'd sold my 15 ft. Mango Express (a Wilderness Systems Freedom), and just hadn't replaced it with another long boat. So, on these pretty weekends, I've been out to Town Lake and to Lake Austin.
So, we put in at the
360 bridge. It's now a Travis County Park. I say "now" - I asked the attendant when the boat parking lot became a park, and she replied, "about three years ago." Yikes! Has it really been that long? OK, maybe it has been that long since I put in at the 360 bridge. The folks there are nice, and will let you unload your boat and park outside the park for free.

Once we put in at the little sandy "beach," we headed west. The lighthouse is on the north shore, just a short distance away. We tried to figure out the purpose of the lighthouse. It certainly wasn't put there to warn mariners of the impending coastline. It looked to me like a little community of bed-and-breakfast cottages. For the guests' entertainment, the site sported a fort, a rope galleon, tree cottages that were connected by a rope bridge, and other fun things.
We turned and paddled east, under the bridge. My paddling buddy hadn't been on Bull Creek before, so we went north into the creek. I love paddling the creek in the winter - no motor boats, no noise. And if you look carefully, you'll see the remains of two vehicles. They both are set a little ways from the shore, stopped by rocks and trees. I always wonder what the story is behind those cars. Did they just fall off the cliff, or, like Humpty Dumpty, were they pushed?

As we paddled on up the creek, we noticed a couple of folks who were doing their part to keep Austin weird. Nuff said.
As we approached RR 2222, we were greeted with the wonderful smells of the
County Line Barbeque restaurant. Man, that smelled good. (It smelled so good that I went to dinner there that night.)

It was nice to be back on Lake Austin. I wonder where my adventures this week will take me?