Our next paddle trip was to Lake Altus-Lugert. I had visited there to paddle the lake two years ago. The sight of the lake when it was down 35-feet was sickening. With the first wet spring in ten years, the lake filled, so I was anxious to get back before the lake disappeared again. Agriculture is the largest user of water, and in the southwest part of the state it is used to irrigate cotton, with a little going to cattle. There is little restraint in water usage. As long as there is water, most everyone feels they have the right to take as much as they want, without thought for conservation, so in just five months the lake is again down 12-feet, but still a happier scene than in the past. If you would like to see the earlier pictures for comparison, the original post on Lake Altus-Lugert can be found in archives on 12 December 2012.
Trying to find our way around Hobart found us out in the boonies.
We are pulled half-way off the road here, and as the road tracks show
there's still barely room for another vehicle to pass.
Tonight, Ibi sleeps atop the Dodge Ram, but we're both wanting to
be paddling tomorrow.
These deer are in a game preserve, and pay humans little attention.