Chilkoot Lake State Recreation Site
Chilkoot Lake State Recreation Site set amidst Sitka trees, established by the State Parks and Outdoor Recreation Division of the Alaska Department of Natural Resources, is at the head of the Chilkoot river on the southern shore of the Chilkoot Lake,10 miles (16 km)) northeast of Haines on the Lutak and Chilkoot River roads, or 5 miles (8.0 km)) past the ferry terminal. The site has 80 acres (32 ha)) of land to accommodate 32 camping, 32 picnic shelters and also a boat launch. The precincts of the river and the lake provide some of the sites for salmon fishing during mid-June and ending in mid-October when large number of brown bears from the Tundra frequent the river and the lake to capture its favorite food the Red Salmon and consequently the road here along the river is called the ‘bear highway’ Bears come down from the tundra to devour the salmon fishes.
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