Made biscuits and gravy for breakfast and had a chipmunk come in to help clean up the dishes. We again heard the wolves off to the west howling. We packed everything up and were heading to Polly. As we finished the portage into Koma, I mentioned to Gabe, maybe if we are quiet we might get to see the wolves. Sure enough as we come around the corner of the bay leading into the main lake, Gabe saw three figures in the lake swimming north. I got the binoculars out and sure enough there were three wolves. I tried to take pictures, but they didn’t turn out very good. Didn’t matter though, because this would be the first trip I have ever heard and now seen wolves in the Bdub. We were on cloud nine at this time and continued down Koma and three portages later we were on Polly. Decided on taking the campsite on the west, so I could get some sunset pictures. Took a dip in the lake and casually set up camp. Decided to go fishing in the early evening, but didn’t catch anything but a couple of rocks. Came back to camp and had Cheesy potato soup with rice and chopped ham. Made way too much and for the first time I felt like a fat pig. Sat around the campfire and headed to bed early, due to wanting to get a good start on getting out the following morning.