Three Bay Lake State Parks

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By David Freeze

Three Bay Lake State Parks and a Black Water River

  Labor Day Monday, September 2 seemed like a perfect day to visit some more parks. I headed southeast to see Jones Lake State Park, the first of what is called bay lakes. Bay lakes are not deep, usually topping out at about 11 feet although walking in most of them well away from the shore probably won’t reach waist deep water. Also, the water is more tea colored, due to the acidity in the water.

   Jones Lake State Park is closest to Elizabethton and covers 2,208 acres. Salter Lake is also in the park but is undeveloped, even though it is the same size as Jones Lake. Because of the depth, only canoes, kayaks and small boats with 10 horsepower motors can use the lake.

    The visitor center has lots of information on how bay lakes developed and how they were purchased by the federal government before the Civilian Conservation Corps developed the parks with buildings, trails and pavilions. Jones Lake opened in 1939 as the first African American state park in North Carolina. A large pier juts out into the lake for fishing and a good section of sandy beach is roped off for swimming. Another pier is attached to the boat house.

    There are 20 camping sites, six of them good for RV’s with full hookups. The park also has three walking trails, all to do with the lakes. When I was there, the Cedar Loop Trail was closed for flooding, so I walked part of the Bay Trail out to the fishing pier.

   The area is rich in history since being settled in colonial times. Farming, including timber, turpentine and cotton, overused the land and the government then decided to purchase submarginal land for the parks.

     Less than 20 minutes away was Singletary Lake State Park. On the same day in 1939 that Jones Lake opened, Singletary Lake was leased to the state. Singletary Lake became a group camp for Boy Scouts and 4-H clubs which extends today to many church groups. Any verifiable group of 20 or more can rent the camps. There are two large camps with multiple buildings, with Camp Loblolly Bay built of logs in 1984 and accommodating 48 campers. Camp Ipecac, all red structures and built in the 1930s, is open year-round and houses 84 people. Visitors are only allowed in the park from 8am to 5pm. Canoes are provided for campers, but others can bring their own or other watercraft.

     Singletary Lake also has a beautiful 500 feet long wooden pier on the deepest of the local bay lakes. The lake isn’t fed by streams but relies on rainfall and runoff from the surrounding land along four miles of shoreline. Besides Jones Lake, Salters Lake and Singletary Lake, other bay lakes in the area include Lake Waccamaw and White Lake.

     Hiking trails are limited to the CCC Loop Trail that is easy and stays close to the lake. A short trail goes from the central area between the two group camps and on to the lake and pier. The two camps share a volleyball and basketball area, horseshoes and grilling. Fishing in the bay lakes is limited to only a few species, with yellow perch being the best suited to the acidic water.

     Next was Lake Waccamaw State Park with 2.398 acres and closest to the town of the same name. The state park began in 1976, and fronts on the eastern bank, a small part of the 9,000 acres of water and 14 miles of shoreline. At first glance, I thought of driving all the way around the lake and back but didn’t have an hour or more to spare.

     I did drive to the lake access point after finding no one in the visitor center, except a large stuffed bear. I expect they were short-staffed and closed for lunch. The very small Lake Singletary and Jones Lake Park offices were open. I found passport stamps and maps for pickup. The busiest and biggest park of the day, I didn’t see any rangers or maintenance staff either.

    Boating and fishing are popular, both interesting in their own way. There is no boat access inside the park, but the park does have an access point outside the park. The water, even though still acidic, must be less so because bass, bluegill and sunfish can be found here. The water has a red tea tint, but clear enough to see the bottom. Camping has only two options, one being five primitive group areas. The other is a 16×20 foot wide yurt tent. It is attached to a 16 by 32-foot wooden platform.

    There are four hiking trails, the longest being the 4-mile Lakeshore Trail. This would be a great trail to do at a later date, as it follows the lake from the visitor center all the way to the Waccamaw River and dam.

     The Lake Waccamaw Overlook was the best spot of the day for me. From a parking area at the end of the park road, there is a trail, then a boardwalk and then a pier out to benches and steps down into the water. Full grown adults in the water several hundred feet out were still only at waist deep. From this viewpoint, the lake is huge with lots of waterfront homes.

      28 state parks visited, and 14 more to go.  

It’s All Him

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By Ed Traut

Psalms 44:3  It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them.

  • All too often we think we achieved something ourselves when in fact it was completely God.
  • The enemy would love for us to focus on make us think that we accomplished things by our own efforts, but it was God who empowered us and gave us those abilities and direction.
  • All that is good, wonderful and victorious comes from His hand and if we face something today even though He gives us the abilities, it is Him that gives us the victory.

Prayer:  Lord I will always give You the glory, because You are the one that gives the victories and the one that causes me to prosper in all ways.  I bless Your holy name and I am so grateful for all that You do for me.  I worship You today.  Amen. 

Ed Traut
Prophetic Life

They Do Exist

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By Ashlie Miller

Fall is a time for road trips, at least for our family—day trips, really. Last weekend, we ventured up to Brevard to connect with our oldest son, who is interning in western NC. Brevard is a perfect town with an atmosphere we love. It’s also not far from some favorite hiking trails. 

You may also know the town of Brevard for the local legend – the white squirrel. 

Metal silhouettes of the town mascot sit atop the traffic posts, and across the corner from O.P. Taylor’s toy store is The White Squirrel Shoppe – dedicated almost fully to merchandise of this woodland creature. Alongside the white squirrels, you may also find souvenirs showcasing a Sasquatch. Spying Bigfoot and white squirrels is like a game of Where’s Waldo while window shopping.

I wondered how much of the white squirrel obsession was based on folklore and legend and how much represented something true and observable to the casual tourist. But, other than that, I didn’t give it much thought. The hairy big guy, however, I discounted completely. Say what you will – the grainy photos are less discernible than my firstborn’s ultrasound.

After some window shopping and a fantastic supper at Corky’s Dawg House, we looked on the map for a nearby park with a playground where we could talk with our son while the younger siblings released their energy before our long ride back home. As we approached the parking lot – “Wait, what was that?! Did you see it?” We all saw a white fur ball scampering across the grass. We rushed to exit our car and carefully approached this apparition that had vanished. 

We saw him scurry up a tree, chasing a gray-tailed foe or companion – who can tell? Then, we saw another, scratching away at mulch under a bench before dashing to the picnic tables to taunt another squirrel. At another turn, a third small, white creature darted about. What once felt like myth and legend had become observable reality as we were in the right place at the right time. What a memory to treasure!

Many treat God with the same suspicion I did with white squirrels or, more accurately, Bigfoot. Materialists want observable proof using measures they have established on evidence they regard as observable by those measures. They spend much of their lives trying to prove and argue what they deem cannot exist because the spiritual does not fit their prescribed boundaries.

Sadly, they miss the glory and beauty of experiencing something wonderful and life-changing – a relationship with God – because they cannot observe it with scientific measurements. No, it is not quite like believing in something like a Sasquatch or doubting the existence of a white squirrel. Analogies are generally imperfect, especially when you relate to something spiritual. However, atheists create a world of limits because they do not know the truth that the eyes of one’s heart are opened AFTER submitting to a relationship with Christ by faith…without having all the answers first. Those who trust in Christ know what it means to not understand fully but know sufficiently. 

There are many questions to ponder in life about what we see and more about what we cannot. If we are willing to receive them, there are also many answers to these ancient questions. I hope your autumn adventures give you time to slow down and consider both questions and answers.

Just Checking In

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By Doug Creamer

            I am enjoying my walks much more now that the temperatures are cooler. Fall is still warm and the days are still long, but I have noticed that the days are shortening with the cooler temperatures. I have also noticed that a few trees are beginning to show a little color. It doesn’t seem like it is time for that.

            I will wave and speak to neighbors who are out in their yards when I walk. A few of the men in my neighborhood have struck up conversations with me on my walks. We are blessed to have good neighbors in our neighborhood.

            Some of the neighbors are struggling with various health issues. I have been checking in on them to see how they are doing. I have even taken the opportunity to pray with a few of the neighbors before doctor visits or various tests. I always try to follow up and check in with them afterwards to find out how things went.

            I find myself struggling with the thought that I might be entering the age group where conversations are centered around ailments and doctor visits. My parents are certainly in that age group, but have I really crossed that line? I called my Dad the other day and checked in on him. We talked about his health challenges and about his golf game. My Mom has been facing her own health challenges and my siblings and I have been following up with her.

            My brothers-in-law and sister-in-law all have parents who are struggling with various health issues and are being checked in on a regular basis. It keeps my siblings and their spouses busy as we are checking in with each other more often. As of this writing, everyone is doing okay with their health challenges.

            Depending on the size of your church, there are going to be people you speak to every week and then there will be others that you might only speak to occasionally. It is impossible to check in with everyone every week. What becomes a concern is when we don’t see a member at church for a few weeks. We expect pastors to check in on missing folks, but our pastor reminds us that it can make a big difference when members check in on each other.

            I have a number of friends that I catch up with on an occasional basis. We all live busy lives and can’t keep in touch on a regular basis. We will plan an occasional lunch or a dinner and catch up with each other. In between times we briefly check in with each other to maintain the connection and the friendship.

            What concerns me is that some people treat their relationship with God as someone you check in with on an occasional basis or in the middle of a crisis. People think that God is too busy or people feel they are too busy to spend time with God. Part of the problem is that we don’t understand that God is omnipresent, which means He can be everywhere all at the same time. God can be with someone in the hospital, another person on the battlefield, and with each one of us closely and intimately all at the same time.

            It’s a choice. Each person is given the same amount of time. We choose to spend some time with God every day or we choose other things we think are more important. If we are hoping to be with God in heaven when we pass away, we should spend some time getting to know Him here and now. Why would He want to invite someone who only checks in on Him occasionally to be with Him for all eternity?

            If you only saw your spouse once a week and never talked with them between times, it would be challenging to have a close relationship. If your only relationship with God is on Sunday morning for about an hour, what kind of relationship do you have with Him? I want to encourage you to reconnect with God. Let His forgiveness wash away your guilty stains. Let His mercy fill all the gaps. Let His love fill your heart. We all know that God loves us, but He likes us too! What He desires is a deeper connection with you. He doesn’t want you to check in on Him. He wants you to know Him. We can know God better than our best friend. We just need to connect with Him through His word and through many conversations with Him. What are you waiting for? He’s right there with you!  

Contact Doug Creamer at PO Box 777, Faith, NC 28041or doug@dougcreamer.com

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