This was one of my early camping trips with my son John. At the time, I had my 16-foot home-made kayak and we had many fine lake and river trips during his early years.
The only practical way to get into the Dismal Swamp was to take the east feeder ditch into the lake from Rt. 17, and this meant paddling against a rather strong current. The best time to go in was during the early spring before the bugs ate you alive.
This image was copied to a digital image from a 35mm slide many decades later when I made the transition from film to digital. It is still one of my favorites from my early days of photography.
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