I woke up cold at 7 am. A quick fire and a mug of coffee solved that problem. The lake was choppy that morning so I stayed by the fire for a couple hours reading, journaling, and drinking coffee. By 10 am, the sun died down so I packed up a lunch and hit the water. Trolling the south shore with a fire tiger spoon landed a couple pike, but nothing else. I explored the central site a bit and then found the east campsite, which might be the nicest on the lake and had my lunch there (BW hot dogs - meat stick, cheese, tortilla).

I was back in my hammock at 2 pm for a nice nap. Well-rested, I grabbed my Silky Tomboy and paddled down shore to harvest some firewood.

With a huge pile processed, I was on the water at 5. The lake was glass as I trolled and casted. I only caught one battle-scarred northern pike unfortunately. There would be no walleye for dinner. At 8, the wind picked up and I battled back to camp. Supper was a simple chicken noodle soup. I stayed by the fire until 11, enjoying being the only person on the entire lake.

~Pipe Lake