We left early, knowing we might have a flat tire to deal with, and paddled up The Little Isabella River for probably 4 and a half hours. We were in no rush, enjoying the last bit of wilderness. We took out time crossing the small portages and dams, then hauled everything back up to the car.

Upon further inspection, the tire was not flat, just very lower. We loaded up and set sights for Ely. We filled the tire and had ice cream before starting the 5 hour drive home.

It had been a good trip, despite the weather and setbacks, and it was more of an educational trip then anything. It was my first experience paddling on a river, and the longest trip I had been on thus far. I adore the Boundary Waters, and the week with my Father is my favorite of the summer.

Thank you for reading, and happy trips!