We awoke to a little cooler temps and engaged in a meal of bacon and eggs in a soft shell. We decided to head across the lake and explore the west side of the lake. We watched as the occupants exited the lake, being Sunday we figured everyone would be going home.

We reached the Pow Wow Trail and decided to explore the area looking for a grouse or two for dinner. Jeff and Dad headed out together and Keith and I headed north. I was able to harvest one grouse and heard three others. Dad and Jeff were not that lucky, but they did hear a few of them. I was happy to have bagged my first Spruce Grouse and do it on a trip with my Dad who has coached me in hunting as I grew up.

As we returned to camp we continued fishing. Once again, good day for fishing, but a bad day for catching. The spruce grouse was wonderful as a mid-day snack, and we spent the rest of the day reading on the shore and mildly snoring in the sunlight. I learned that Keith can answer your question, then be snoring 10 secs later.