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Small river in the spring
Upper Rockcastle Canoe Trip

Rockcastle River, KY

by John Kirkland

April 21-22, 2012               

(225 CFS, 2.5 Feet)

Rockcastle River

 

A couple of years ago, some friends started talking about canoeing  the Rockcastle River. The plan was to do an overnight trip, and fish  along the way.  Last spring, we planned the trip, prepared all the  pieces and parts necessary, and watched the rainy weather carefully.   Ultimately, we scrapped the trip at the last minute due to heavy rain.   It was a smart decision—the river frequently rises 5-25 feet after heavy  rain.  The thought of going to sleep after a day on the peaceful river  and waking up to a raging torrent ripping through the treetops didn’t  sound too great.


This year, we planned to try again, cautious about the weather. The  two weeks before the trip saw almost no rain; the ground was dry, and  the water levels very low.  Having studied the rain gauges and water  flow measurements on USGS, I knew that ½ inch of rain would raise the  river 3-5 feet, which was still an acceptable level as far as we were  concerned.


The morning of the planned trip, we woke to pouring rain, and called  it off.  A couple of hours later, we looked at the weather and the gauge  online, and noticed that the rain was supposed to go away.  The  rainfall had not affected the levels at all, being so dry to begin  with.  Calls were made, and the six of us met at the rally point.


With a late start, we opted to shuttle the cars upon take out versus  put in, saving two hours of daylight for the first day. We launched from  a friend’s property, a bit downstream from the I-75 bridge and  Rockcastle Trading Company (the trading company is a popular put in  spot). Our take out was 8 miles down below 1956 Bridge at Billows ($5  put in/take out, shuttles may be available).


The river is beautiful, wild, and scenic.  It was mostly running 1-3  feet deep when I was there.  Green water, limestone, spring green  trees…air temps were about 50 degrees or cooler, but comfortable. We  lolled along for a few hours, fishing, trash talking, laughing,  navigating the occasional class I rapids, which made things a little  interesting, but never enough to be a threat. We were looking for a  campsite about 2 miles from our launch, and in no hurry to get there.

Man in a canoe on a calm river

Heading downstream 

fishing pole on a blue-green river

Fishing the Rockcastle

I started throwing a brown/orange crawfish colored grub, jigging the  bottom.  One half-hearted nibble, nothing more.  I switched to a rainbow  patterned holographic spinner, and quickly hooked a small rock bass  (redeye, in local dialect; we called them goggle eyes as a kid). A few  minutes later, I hooked a good size redeye—about a pound.  He went on  the stringer (we had already decided to keep a few for dinner). 


My  friend threw a chartreuse spinner, and caught a couple of small redeye  and one nicer one, which we also kept. I caught a couple of smallish smallmouths and tossed them back.  When approaching the shallows before  the rapids, the prized, fabled smallmouths of the river were visible and fantastically large.  At one point we saw perhaps a dozen measuring  18-24 inches and looking heavy (3-5 pounds?). They saw us as well and quickly showed us how they managed to grow so big (don’t get caught). 

Around 5:30, we started looking for a landing. After passing a few  candidates, we found a spot with a small beach and gentle slope up to a  flat, grassy bank.  We offloaded, pitched camp above, and started a fire  by the water below.  One of the guys in the group, renowned for his  camp cooking, began setting up a grate and makeshift kitchen. An hour  later, we ate grilled chicken & vegetables, foil wrapped rock bass,  stuffed pasta, and garlic bread. After dinner, he cored six apples, put  caramels in the centers, wrapped them in foil, and set them next to the  fire. The meal was awesome, in the middle of nowhere, and by a camp  fire.


We woke to a cool, windy, and overcast morning.  Our iron chef  scrambled eggs with salsa, sizzled bacon, sausage, and fresh jalapenos  on the grill, and served it up with cheese, wrapped in a tortilla.  Brilliant. Stuffed, fortified, and ready, we struck camp and pushed off  to finish the trip.


Boulders, cliffs, caves, and deep green holes punctuated the  remainder of the trip.  I threw the rainbow spinner, but no action. I switched to a black/orange mepps fury spinner, and a decent rock bass  hit quickly.  A short time later, a baby smallmouth took the bait—he  went back in easily.

river bank

The campsite landing

Close to 2PM, we rounded the corner and saw the bridge and take out,  marked with a large “STOP” sign. The take out is steep and slick, but in  this wild river basin, there are very few places that aren’t at a steep  angle. There is an area where cars could be parked.  We called the  friend who owns the place where we put in—20 minutes away, by “short  cut”, 40 minutes on actual roads. Of course, we opted for the short cut.


I can’t begin to describe the exact route, but we turned onto Lower  river road, followed pavement to a creek, crossed over, followed a  gravel road to another creek, crossed, followed a stream bed, over some  hills, through another creek, over some hills, across another creek, up a  gravel road, and back onto pavement.  About 8 miles, I think.  The road  could also take you back to Rockcastle Trading Company, if you know the  route.  Or it could lead you to an early demise, a broken axel, a nice  LONG hike out of nowhere…any number of “adventures”. On this day, we  managed to cross over intact.


We strapped the boats on top of the SUVs and headed toward US 80, not far away.  I got on 80, and got up to speed. There is one thing that  you really worry about when driving with a boat attached to  the top of your vehicle: driving down a highway, and suddenly losing the  boat. Low and behold, this is exactly what happened to me.

Cruising at 60 MPH, no warning, no sound, BOOM THUD THUD…canoe  dangling, horizontally, behind my Jeep. I pulled off as quickly as I  could. The rear rack was on the shoulder 20 feet away, the canoe hanging  by a single cord, horizontal, off the back of the Jeep. The rail had  given way and bent out of shape, releasing the rack.  I cut the cord,  the canoe dropped, unhurt. Stuck on a highway, 85 miles from home, with a  mangled rack system…bad situation.  A nice old fellow in a truck with a  “Retired” plate on the front stopped to help, thankfully.  I reattached  the rack—it wasn’t hurt, further up the twisted rail.  We loaded the  boat, and I strapped and tied in multiple places, as secure as  possible.  I took smaller roads home, and kept it under 50 MPH.  The  Jeep sustained a few good dents, scratches, and a broken rear wiper,  along with the mangled rails.


The canoe trip, fishing, camping and food were great.  Hanging out  with friends was great.  Trip home—obviously terrible, but I was lucky  that the incident didn’t cause a serious wreck.  I though I had done  everything right, and was careful to double check connections.  I didn’t  expect the metal to give way on the rails; oh well.


The Rockcastle is a beautiful, wild river, not too far from  Lexington.  With some planning, access in and out can be arranged. There  are no amenities, no real roads, just wild river and banks. It is  beautiful and remote, but nearby still.  This was one of those trips  that will occupy clear memories in my life; a person like me will have a  handful of those in a lifetime, so I cherish these trips. The status of  my technical ability to get back out in that capacity is up in the air  at the moment; some repairs and reworked methods will have to be figured out first. I’m definitely looking forward to the next adventure,  though.

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