It rained throughout the night, and was drizzling in the morning. By the time I got out of the tent (I'm never the fist one. I sleep later than everyone else) the rain was done. We had coffee and breakfast on the rocks, and then packed everything up. We were heading to Moosecamp today. We retraced our steps from yesterday, and did the portage from Thunder to Mudhole, then from Mudhole to Gull. It started drizzling a little bit when we were paddling across Gull. We did the portage from Gull to Gun, and then made our way to Bullet. We did the portage from Gun to Bullet, and the rain let up. When we arrived on Moosecamp, we were alone. We chose the campsite that we liked the best. (#1089) It had a great rock ledge and a nice canoe landing.

We ate lunch and then put up the tent, tarp, and two hammocks. Moosecamp is a beautiful lake. The campsite had a nice rock beach, where we were able to dive/jump right off the rock and into very deep water. It was probably the coldest swim of the trip! Around mid afternoon it started to look like rain, so we quickly put the rain fly on the tent, and moved all the packs under the tarp. It was a false alarm. No rain fell.

After a delicious dinner of Cache Lake beef stroganoff and oreos, we continued reading aloud from Bridge to Terebithia. We always choose a young adult novel to read on our trips. Last year it was Harry Potter- since the last book came out a week before our trip. Years ago, we were at a campsite on Friday Bay. It was late afternoon and a father and his two young sons pulled up at our campsite. It was starting to rain, and they asked if they could share our site, because all the others they had passed were taken. We said sure. After dinner, we started reading a book called "I want to go home." It is about a boy who goes to summer camp and spends the entire summer trying to escape. While we were reading, the boys (and dad) kept moving closer to us, so that they could listen to the story. Well, we read about 5 chapters, and then said good night and went to our tent. The two little boys (probably 8 and 10) came over to me and said, "Can we please borrow your book so that we can finish reading it in our tent tonight. We want to see how it ends!" We heard them quietly reading out loud, and laughing for the next couple hours. As a teacher, it made me happy to see them enjoying a good book.

After reading for a while, we turned in for the night.