Early the next day it was overcast so I stayed in my small tent and rested. Soon the rains came off and on and Blake and I went out and fished and caught some nice small mouth bass and northern pike but once again no walleyes. We returned when the thunders came loud and near and finished a wonderful meal just before the rains came. Tyler informed us that a cow moose was feeding on trees on the latrine trail while we were out, and when she spotted him she trotted off into the trees. We spotted her the day before as well. For the rest of the day we lounged under the tarp trying to stay dry and finished off our flasks while telling stories. With my whisky gone and my body tired, I returned to bed early to do some writing.