Woke up and made breakfast burritos with dehydrated eggs. All I can say is they tasted better with more hot sauce. During breakfast we could hear wolves howling off to the southwest of the lake. A little time had passed and we could hear the wolves south of us, and then a little southeast a little later. We packed up the cooking supplies and fishing poles and headed down the east narrows again. Ran into a couple of older gentlemen in the north bay, seemed they were staying in the site just south of us. We conversed a little and off they went and we continued across the portage to the Kawishiwi River. Paddled to the portage to Kivaniva Lake and hiked the portage over to the lake for a view. Then continued back to the elevated site on the river’s south shore, where we took a short break and continued west down the river. We both caught a couple of very nice smallies and stopped at the campsite on the northside of the river for lunch. Had a shore lunch of one of the smallies caught and the northern and walleye from the previous day. Continued down the river, portaged, paddled and got to the portage back to Malberg. Landing was muddy, but Gabe set off ahead of me with the pack and paddles. As I came around one of the corners with the canoe, I could see Gabe in the distance, soaked from his hips down. Gabe stated to stay in the middle of the trail, and I questioned him due to the puddle in the middle of the trail. He stated unless you want to be in mud up to your hips stay in the middle. This would become the running joke for the rest of the trip. Gabe said as he sunk into the mud he still had to look around to see if anyone saw his delema. Gabe rinsed as best he could at the end of the portage and we continued back to camp. Both of us jumped into the lake to refresh and clean ourselves off, although I know Gabe needed it more than me. We had hot dogs with mac n cheese for dinner, sat around the fire.