Tuesday, July 30, 2013 ended our perfect trip with a quiet night. After finishing our traditional French toast bagel and syrup breakfast, we said goodbye to camp and made off to Ester and then chose to sneak through Ashdick just to see one more lake. What a mistake, the 163 rod portage on the north end, was a swampy and buggy mess--never again. The rest of the paddle was uneventful and we made our pickup at American Point with time to spare.