I spent three nights at Log Cabin Resort & Campground in Trego, Wisconsin. It felt like the Northwoods I grew up loving—tall pines, a lazy river, and a grill that smells like Friday. It wasn’t perfect. But honestly, it was pretty great. For the blow-by-blow version of that getaway, you can flip through my long-weekend trip report that digs into every pine-scented detail.
If you’re already picturing your own pine-scented getaway, you can check rates and availability on the resort’s official site here.
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Why I Picked It
I wanted a place where my kid could run, I could paddle, and my dad could sit by a fire and tell the same bear story he always tells. That wish list is the same one that took me west to Mt. Hood Village RV Resort in Welches, Oregon last fall, so I knew it could work. Trego sits by the Namekagon River. That river is calm, pretty, and friendly to beginners. That sold me right away. The Namekagon River, a 101-mile-long tributary of the St. Croix River, offers a genuine wilderness experience for kayaking, canoeing, and tubing enthusiasts.
Also, I’m a sucker for a spot with cabins and campsites together. It lets my crew mix it up.
Check-In and First Feel
Check-in took five minutes. The woman at the desk had that small-town calm—patient, direct, kind. She circled our cabin on a paper map and pointed to the boat landing, the showers, and the camp store. Clear flow. No confusion.
Walking out, I caught the smell of campfire and pine. That smell got me in the gut. You know what? I missed it.
Our Cabin (and What I Saw in the Campground)
We booked a two-bedroom rustic cabin near the trees. It had a small kitchen, a porch with a screen, and a fire ring out front. The furniture was simple. A little worn, but solid. The bed was firm. My back didn’t yell at me, which is rare these days.
The fridge was cold, the stove worked, and the coffee maker didn’t sputter. When it rained on Saturday night, the roof held tight. No leaks. The porch made the storms feel cozy.
I walked the camping loop too. Sites were a mix—some shaded and private, some open. A few near the road felt tighter and louder. If you camp with a big rig, plan your turn. The interior roads handled our SUV fine, but you do need to swing wide near the curve by the birch trees.
The River Part: Calm Water, Easy Day
We rented a canoe right on-site and used their shuttle. The crew helped us load up and gave a quick safety talk. Light, not preachy. We paddled a lazy stretch that took about three hours, with a stop on a sandy bend where we ate peanut butter sandwiches and heard a loon call. That sound makes me go quiet every time.
The current was gentle. My kid trailed a hand in the water and counted turtles. We saw one bald eagle and a pile of dragonflies that looked like blue glass. The river is generally shallow with a rocky bottom until near its confluence with the St. Croix, where a sandy bottom takes over.
If you’re new to paddling, this river treats you well.
Food and Little Extras
There’s a small store at the resort with ice, firewood, snacks, and s’mores stuff. Prices were fair. They also had basic fishing gear, which saved me when my line snapped and my kid looked at me like I broke Christmas.
I grabbed a burger from the bar and grill on Friday night. It was hot, juicy, and not fussy. Fries were crisp. The Friday fish plate was classic Wisconsin—light breading, lemon wedge, and it came out quick even when they were slammed. That line moved like a well-run shift.
If you want coffee early, bring your own beans. The store opens later than my mornings tend to start.
Bathrooms, Showers, and Sleep
Showers were clean, tiled, and hot. Water pressure was steady. I kept my sandals on, but I do that everywhere. The bathrooms didn’t smell swampy, even on a busy Saturday night, which tells me they stay on top of it.
Nighttime was mostly quiet. On our first night, I did hear a truck on the highway—low hum—plus a far-off train once. It didn’t last long. In the cabin, it felt like background noise. If you’re in a tent near the road, bring earplugs just in case.
What Bugged Me (Literally and Not)
- Mosquitoes showed up around dusk. Not shocking—it’s the river. Spray early.
- Wi-Fi was shaky by our cabin. Fine near the office. Good enough to check the radar, not great for streaming.
- Some sites sit close together. If you want more space, ask for a wooded site deeper in the loop.
- Quiet hours were posted, but one group talked loud past 11. Staff handled it with a friendly walk-by. It cooled down fast.
Sweet Bits I Didn’t Expect
On Saturday morning, a staffer told my kid where to watch for deer at sunrise. We went. Two does stepped out, soft and careful, while the river steamed a little in the cool air. I didn’t take a photo. I just stood there and felt it.
Later, we found a tiny path to a bend in the river where the water was shallow and clear. We skipped rocks. I forgot my phone again. Strange how that happens when a place is good.
Local Side Quest
We drove ten minutes to Spooner for ice cream and a quick hardware run. Small towns up here run on friendly, and this one does too. If you need a rain plan, there’s a little railroad museum vibe nearby that kids like. Mine asked a hundred questions about cabooses. I answered maybe five right.
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Tips I Wish Someone Told Me
- Bring bug spray, a hat, and light sleeves for dusk.
- If you’re a light sleeper, pick a site away from the road.
- The shuttle gets busy. Book your paddle time early in the day.
- Pack a headlamp. Trails around the sites are dark at night.
- Firewood is available on-site; it burns clean and hot.
- Cell service was stronger near the office than by the river.
Staff and Service
Everyone I met was steady and kind. The grounds crew waved, the front desk actually listened, and the shuttle team didn’t rush us. It felt like a small ops team that cares about the little stuff. You can tell when folks like their work.
Would I Go Back?
Yeah. For sure. The cabins gave me comfort, the river gave me peace, and the grill gave me dinner when I didn’t feel like cooking. The relaxed, neighborly atmosphere even echoed vibes from a long weekend I once spent at 49er Village RV Resort in Plymouth, California, proving you can chase that easy comfort coast to coast. It’s not fancy. It’s honest. If you want a Northwoods weekend that’s simple, friendly, and full of pine and water, Log Cabin Resort & Campground in Trego delivers.
Next time, I’ll bring a better marshmallow stick. And maybe an extra day.