Sunday, June 12, 2011 Got up and had breakfast. We broke camp and loaded the canoe. While preparing to leave we saw a group of 7 or 8 canoes gathering in front of the rocky 69 rod portage to the Boulder River. They were debating whether to take that portage or paddle the river. This was the second larger than legal group we saw that trip. They finally headed for the river. We let them get a lead on us so we wouldn't be included. We paddled to the 115 rod portage. They continued to the 26 rod portage into Agnes.

The portage was easy but pretty buggy. Thank God for Permethrin. We camped at site 1803 on Agnes. Somebody had strapped a deer scull with an 8 point rack (4 point for you westerners) high up a red pine.

Jay says he can reach up exactly 8 feet, so by eyeballing him pointing up the trunk we estimated the scull to be 24 feet up the tree. What kind of person will pack an extension ladder into Agnes?

Our temporary fishing licenses had expired so we gave our remaining leaches to a guy fishing from a solo canoe near our camp.