Our camping weekend at Algonquin: itchy bodies and soothed souls

Camping is always good for my body and soul. Occasionally, though, along comes a trip so perfect and emotionally satisfying it feels like a dream. Our most recent trip to Algonquin was one of those. Minus the bugs. But then bugs are part of the camping package this time of the year.

view of Madawaska river from site 471

Over the past few months we have been busy at work preparing for our big annual conference. And while the conference is always an exciting and truly inspiring experience, I knew that by the time everything was said and done I’d need some breathing space and time to unwind. So I booked a site at Algonquin’s Pog Lake campground.

This particular campground opened at the beginning of June and was pretty much deserted when we arrived. Plus campsite 471 that we booked was almost at the end of a dead-end road with lots of privacy. Perfect, especially for an introvert in me who’d just had to spend day after day in crowds 600 people strong.

campsite 471 at Pog Lake Campground in Algonquin

The site was right by the river and looked big and spacious in pictures so I was very excited about staying there. Imagine my surprise when we arrived and found our carefully selected site already occupied. My first thought was I’d mixed up the dates or sites, or both. But then it turned out it was the current occupants who’d set up on the wrong site. At first, I felt bad about having to ask this lovely, young couple to move. But after it only took them two minutes to carry their tent “next door”, I didn’t feel as guilty anymore. And definitely not the next morning when I went to explore their campsite and saw how much better ours was, definitely more secluded. Plus it had a nice access to the water. That’s where I spent half of my morning watching the water flow by.

Madawaska River near Pog Lake Campground

I woke up before the rest of the family but had to pluck up the courage first to get outside. Our tent was surrounded by thirsty blood-suckers peeking through the mesh, patiently waiting for us to unzip the door. After about thirty minutes of trying to convince myself I didn’t need to go to the bathroom, I knew the situation was getting critical so I had to make the move. I carefully crawled through a small opening in the tent door trying not to let any mosquitoes in. I almost succeeded.

Eureka El Capitan 3 tent on site 471 in Algonquin

As much as I needed the bathroom, the first order of the day was bug spray. I don’t like to use it but I dislike bugs in my mouth and eyes even more. After a stop at the bathroom, I headed to the office to register where a ranger gave me a bear safety lecture. I kept nodding, then asked if there were any active bears in the campground. She replied they’d just opened a couple of days before so no bears had been attracted yet but there were five of them at the Canisbay campground. One even tried to steal some campers’ bacon as they were trying to eat it. Which is understandable because even I find the smell of bacon irresistible and I am a vegetarian. The ranger also mentioned something about the Ministry people being there. So maybe the bears just had some concerns to raise with the Ministry, like too many people or not enough bacon. Who knows. We didn’t see any bears during our stay. Probably a good thing.

When I came back, the family was still asleep so I went down to the water and spent some time on the rock letting the stream carry away my stresses. I then climbed back up to start breakfast. I made a small fire, not for warmth, but to escape mosquitoes in clouds of smoke because clouds of bug repellent weren’t as effective.

site 471 in Algonquin Pog Lake Campground

I didn’t have bacon to lure my husband and kids out of the tent but eggs and coffee worked too. After breakfast, we washed the dishes and packed everything up ready for our hike.

reading Algonquin Newsletter

Hiking Centennial Ridges Trail

We had our sights set on the Centennial Ridges Trail. We’d never hiked it before and it was very close by so we didn’t have to crisscross the park to get there.

map of centennial ridges tral

Trail access is off the Centennial Ridges Road located at km 37. The trail is a little over 10 kilometres long and is described as challenging with a promise of some of the best views in the park.

Looking at the map of Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

The trail was everything it promised to be — challenging with great views and an added bonus in the form of bugs. It follows five ridges so there was a fair share of up and down hiking. Surprisingly, we were dreading the downhill parts more than going up because it meant descending into the wooded, bug-infested and quite often muddy areas so, I guess, not so surprisingly after all.

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin  hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges in Algonquin  hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

Going up, on the other hand, meant ridge top walking with spectacular views, refreshing breeze and minimum bug attacks. Those were our favourite parts.

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

There were also boardwalks, secluded lakes tucked in among trees and rocks, beaver dams and our only wildlife encounter — a lone merganser.

hiking Centennial Ridges in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

beaver dam along Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

enjoying the views from Centennial Ridges in Algonquin

Cloud lake along Centennial Ridge Trail in Algonquin

common merganser

Pink lady slippers were scattered throughout the forest, along with various star-shaped flowers.

white flowers

Lady Slipper flower  lady slipper flower


More than anything, the trail was an exercise in perspective. Every time we reached the top, the same part of Algonquin would open up: Lake of Two Rivers, Whitefish Lake, rolling wooded hills in the distance. But the view was always different: the lakes were getting bigger or smaller, the hills would get closer or move further away.

views from Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

enjoying the views from Centennial Ridges Trail in Algonquin   enjoying the views from Centennial Ridges in Algonquin

views from Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

enjoying views from Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin   enjoying the views from Centennial Ridges in Algonquin

view of Whitefish Lake from Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

enjoying views from Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin   enjoying the views from Centennial Ridges in Algonquin

hiking Centennial Ridges trail in Algonquin

In the end, it took us about four and a half hours to complete the trail and that included numerous stops to take pictures and a lunch break.

We emerged from the forest sweaty and bitten but upbeat. Our older son refused to wear pants because mosquitoes don’t usually go after him. Turns out he is more of a black flies type: he had blood trickling down his legs by the time we finished. No worries, he has healed nicely since then.

After all the hard work we rewarded ourselves with veggie burgers, Muskoka Brewery beer with extremely relevant imagery on the can and some fancy s’mores.

drinking Muskoka Brewery beer  eating s'mores

eating s'mores

s'mores   marshmellow in the campfire

Then a giant strawberry moon rolled into the sky, a spectacular ending to a spectacular day.

full moon

That camping morning feeling

The next morning I was the first to wake up again. I really cherish those early morning hours of solitude, especially since the campground was so quiet. It almost felt like we were in the backcountry. We definitely saw more canoes and kayaks paddle by our site over the two days than cars on the road.

Madawaska River near Pog Lake Campground in Algonquin

I savoured my coffee with a touch of birdsong. Then my younger son got out of the tent and we spent some time reading.

cup of coffee on a tree stump

reading at the campground

He then moved on to his artistic pursuits. I think that meditative, slow pace of the morning opened up or rather rekindled my own childhood love for drawing. The result was a “masterpiece” created with a piece of charcoal from the campfire.

drawing at the campground

drawing of a canoe with charcoal

Eventually, it was time to pack and leave. But not without stopping for ice-cream at the Lake of Two Rivers store and our traditional post-camping meal at Westside Fish and Chips, which we have nicknamed a “teapot stop” because of its quirky decor.

ice-cream at Lake of Two River store in Algonquin

It’s been almost two weeks since that trip. Our bites have healed and the itch has stopped but the effects of the meditative calm of that trip and Algonquin’s sights, smells and sounds are still lingering.

14 thoughts on “Our camping weekend at Algonquin: itchy bodies and soothed souls

    • It wasn’t too bad in the end. With all the rain we’ve been having this year, it promises to be a very buggy summer so we just have to get used to it. My husband always says: “At least it’s not Everglades” because compared to Everglades mosquitoes in Ontario are child’s play.


  1. Just told my husband : ,, I need to check where Oleksandra and her family went on this weekend”
    and here you are…Nice trip, nice picture ….like always …
    We were at Pog lake last year in Aug and we love it…good place for kayaking..

    Now we just wonder were you guys going on Canada day weekend…?
    Hope to read about your new trip..

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    • Thank you for stopping by. It was a great weekend and Pig Lake is a great campground, one of my favourites in Algonquin.
      We are going to Point Grondine this weekend. It is a new park for us so we are really excited. Will definitely blog about it.


      • Hi Oleksandra, I never hear about Point Grondine . It will be very nice to hear interesting story and enjoy awesome pictures…
        We are going to Killarney this weekend , it is going to be our second trip. Agree with you completely Killarney is the best park…

        Wow,I just google and find out we going to be almost in the same area…it is beautiful land..
        Have a nice trip guys…I do not have any doubts you will have a lot of fun!!!

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  2. Great post! Algonquin is definitely on my list of places to visit but I’m afraid of just what you said – BUGS!! I think I’ll end up planning the trip in mid September to avoid the bugs and maybe catch the fall colors. Also – great photos! What camera / tripod do you use? I’ve never used a tripod but thinking about it…but I don’t want anything heavy 😦

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    • Algonquin is beautiful in the fall and bug situation is definitely better. But then you also get more crowds because everyone wants to see fall colours. Backcountry camping is probably best to avoid the crowds. If you prefer car camping, then Canisbay campground is the best for fall folliage.
      In terms of equipment, I have Nikon D750 and Nikon D7000. The pictures in this post were taken with Nikon D750. My tripod (Velbon HT100) is pretty heavy so I don’t take it on the trail and only use it in low light situations, like sunset or sunrise. And even then, if I don’t have a tripod, I use other surfaces, like rocks. I’d like to get a light-weight tripod that I could take on backcountry trips but they are pretty expensive. One day…
      Happy trails and thank you for stopping by!


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