Before heading back to Quetico Lake for our last night, we trolled some more on Badwater. My dad caught the biggest fish of the trip--a 37' pike that was a real pleasure to take off the spoon, considering I'd left the pliers on shore.  God bless barbless hooks, though!!!

The portage back out was a bit easier because we had much less food. We ended up camping right off the very short portage just south of the exit from Quetico into Beaverhouse....it's the shortcut into West Bay. 

While there, I was lucky enough to see one of these: