Wednesday, August 19, 2020 Low rumbles of Thunder woke me up again late at night! The stars still shine overhead as I peeked out the tent to assess the situation. I battened down the hatches and waited for the downpour…but it never arrived. With a final boom, the loons yodeled an answer and all was calm. Woke up to a slight breeze and puffy clouds. Today is our deluxe breakfast of pancakes. Who’s idea was it to leave the heaviest breakfast for last? We devoured the whole mess and got to packing camp. We left by mid morning and as we turned around our island we were met with a stiff breeze. This made for a bit of a workout to get into the mouth of the Sea Gull River where the wind howled through. I’m glad we made the crossing yesterday and we don’t have to paddle much today. Motorboat shuttles kept passing us by as we approached the boundary signs and the first sight of resorts and cabins. As we made the last few paddle strokes, a loon surfaced just ahead with a small fish in its beak. Suddenly we noticed a small chick nearby and watched the parent feed it right in front of us. It was a beautiful way to end the trip!