One more morning of fishing results in plenty of hooked fish and nearly one hooked fisherman. Large pike have a tendency to be feisty and the one my brother hooked that morning made up his mind to jump from the water, into the canoe. I guess he really wanted someone to handle him. Thankfully I was wearing pants and not shorts otherwise I might have had a hook embedded. With the crisis averted, we headed back in to pack up camp for our quick paddle to the docks.

Our only portage of the day brought us to Seagull Lake and what a difference from earlier in the trip. The waters were smooth as glass and we were not at all sad to see that. We paddled peacefully across the northern side of the lake passing the cliffs on Seagull and approached the take out point. It's always a time when I am torn between wanting to continue on and just wanting a hot shower and a soda. All good things must come to an end and that's the approach I've come to take with the last day of a journey.

We had to wait for a good amount of time for our transportation to pick us up and while we waited we amused ourselves by observing another group who was just entering on that day. They had more "stuff" than I could ever imagine bringing into the wilderness. We assumed they were not traveling very far, probably not even off of Seagull Lake but who knows.

Overall it was another outstanding trip and it was a pleasure sharing it with a few newbies. I can't wait to start planning another trip for next summer!!