Early to rise, long before the sun, at least for Jeff and I. We began to break camp and get the oatmeal breakfast started. As usual Dad beat little brother out of bed, we all enjoyed our breakfast and got on the water as the sun broke. It was a great time to be on the water with the fog coming off the glass like surface and not a sound louder that our paddle strokes. As much as I hate to leave, this is a beautiful way to depart.

As we paddled up the Little Isabella River, I noticed a grouse sitting in on the shoreline ahead. I pointed it out to Jeff and Keith. Jeff was able to retrieve his side by side 20g and load it as Keith maintained their position in the river. For those of you upland hunters, Jeff made a beautiful shot from that canoe and was able to harvest his first BWCA grouse. Dad and I had a great view from our canoe and I could see my Dad smile as he complimented the shot. Then we all had a good laugh as Keith went to retrieve the game like a good bird dog, only to step on it (well that's what Jeff claimed when he found it pushed into the mud).

After taking out and getting back to the outfitter for a hot shower, it was off to the Ely Steak House for a big steak and a beer.

It ended sooner than I would have liked, and I am glad we decided at the last minute to make the trip a day longer than we had first planned. All in all it was a great trip and will always be one of my best memories of the BWCA. Getting to spend a trip with my father, brother, and my best freind, and the fact it was my first BWCA trip with my father will always live on in my mind when I think of Quadga Lake.