We all slept very well, if you count the small drip in my tent (on Jeff's side - not mine) and the small pond in the other tent (on Keith's side - not Dad's)and set off in the morning after breakfast for Quadga Lake.

Once across the portage we found that two of the four sites were taken. Being unable to see the 3rd & 4th site from where we were at, Dad and I set off. Not long after we launched, we found the 3rd also occupide and hoped for an opening on the 4th.

Once at the final site we found our temperary home. Jeff and Keith followed and met us. It was not the site that we had hoped to have, but we soon found it to be very cozy in the trees. there was a nice rock by the water that allowed us to dry our gear with the sunshine that had just broke the cloud cover.

Jeff and I set out fishing in hopes to find a meal. Lets just say it was a great day for fishing,but not a very good day for "Catching". Back to camp we head to check our drying gear and prepare the meal. Keith had the same luck fishing from camp as we.

As night fell we sat around the fire telling stories and catching up. Long about the time we should have been in bed, the rain began again and broke up the party.