What started out as a light drizzle in the morning turned into a steady rain that lasted well into the afternoon with highs only in the upper 50's. We went out fishing and lasted until about 11:30 or so with absolutely nothing to show for our efforts. Tom and I were so wet, cold and miserable that we decided to dry off the best we could and take a nap in the tent while the other six members of the group continued to fish. They came back to camp an hour later and all of them had been skunked as well. According to the National Weather Service we only received .33" of rain, but it seemed like it was a lot more than that.

Without any fish, we had to do something I've never had to do on eleven previous trips: eat something other than fish for dinner. The peanut butter and jelly sandwich thins weren't the best things in the world, but they hit the spot along with some of the other odds and ends we had in the food pack. We didn't go hungry.

The rain eventually stopped and we went back out in the evening. Three of the guys landed walleyes in the 20"-22" range and one of them lost a fish that was in the 30"+ range. He got it up to the side of the canoe only to watch the line snap. They weren't hitting fast and furious, but at least they were big.