Monday, July 03, 2017 (day 4, camp day)
We took Monday as a camp day. M *really* didn't want to take a camp day - she likes moving, and would rather break camp to move one lake than stay in the same place. But I wanted to recover a little, read my book, and enjoy what appeared to be a beautiful day in the making. We woke up fairly early, and as we drank our coffee and ate our hashbrowns, eggs, and bacon, we sat on the exposed rock at the front of our site, watching down through the almost totally clear water, seeing all sorts of fish swim around our site as we regretted having chosen not to bring along our fishing equipment for this trip.
I convinced M to start reading "Call of the Wild" (by Jack London), which soon had her captivated, and I read Per Petterson's "Out Stealing Horses". By early afternoon M was getting anxious to move, so we used a water-gathering trip as an excuse to paddle around the lake a little, but I was firm in my resolve to take a camp day. Besides reading, M worked on her knots and did some carving, and we played a whole lot of cards, even going to the trouble of digging out our Dominion cards and playing a full game of that (which I lost). It was a relaxing and easy day that, she later admitted, probably was good for her shoulders.
After over 48 hours of complete solitude, we did see another canoe arrive on Gebe in the mid afternoon. They may have been passing through - if they took another site on the lake, we never heard any evidence of them again. ~Ge-be-on-e-quet Lake