The Oxtongue Lake to Ragged Falls canoe route is ~8 km return. It's best to allow for 4-5 hours depending on how long you spend exploring Ragged Falls. Canoes can be launched from either Algonquin Outfitters (near First Time, GC1R1C8) or a gravel/concrete launch at Harris Lake Road (GC3NPWH). Both are equidistant from Ragged Falls, but Harris Lake Road is much quieter in the summer months. This is a very popular canoe route and well worth the trip.
As you enter the mouth of the Oxtongue River you'll notice a large rock with a bronze plaque in honor of a beloved, local Forest Ranger. This is the Tom Paris Memorial.
Tomas Watkins Parris (1893-1965)
There are many heartfelt stories of Tom and his wooden fire tower and cabin located near the mouth of the Oxtongue River. A full reading of his history can be found in the book Facts & Fables of Oxtongue Lake but Wilbur Blackman has provided a brief story of his own interaction with the local hero.
“Tom was a very kind and beloved man. He had a cabin at the narrows where the Oxtongue River flows into Oxtongue Lake. It was a one-room cabin with a porch. As I remember it, the walls and furniture were “navy gray.” We had several “picnics” with Tom and Pearl when we were kids in the early 50’s. I’ve enclosed a picture taken at the cabin in 1952. Tom also had a cabin at the base of his fire tower. As a teenager, I climbed to the top with great fear and trepidation. Folklore was that ALL the animals knew Tom and LOVED him.
“Sometimes when his “shift” at the tower was over, he would paddle to Lewis Camp (we could see him gently gliding through lake water toward our dock). We would all get excited and run down to meet him. He was a very jovial person and had a great laugh. (He would have been a PERFECT Santa Claus) He loved kids and would put us on his lap as he told stories. Usually one of his sons or cousin would come to pick him and Pearl up, and they would go to their home on Highway 60 just east of Henrietta’s.
“Grandmother used to tell us that Pearl read him Gone With The Wind in her bedroom in the ‘Tank House” at Lewis Camp. I’m not sure how much Tom could read, but he was able to write his name. He “signed” a post on our boat deck, and as the enclosed picture depicts, he “signed” his name on the roof decking when he re-roofed Lewis Camp in 1937.”
This cache was placed by canoe just passed the Tom Paris memorial up a narrow side channel.