Thursday, August 29, 2024 Overcast morning. We’ve adequate cell reception and the forecast calls for thunderstorms. We’re battening down and starting a little day drinking when the bottom falls out. Huddled under the kitchen tarp we see a group of two canoes come up around our point. Each holds a couple and they ask to take cover whilst the storm blows… of course y’all can stay! Rain finally abates and they’re on their wet way. Never left the camp today. Got another fire raging, had a couple more cocktails and hit the fart sacks early.