We're up and on our way by 7 am. The first portage is to the Beartrap River, this is part of the Sundial primitive wilderness management area or something like that. Anyways for this part of the trip the portages and campsites aren't maintained by the Forest Service. There were about 20 trees down we could step over, and one spot along the way where we had to drag the canoe over about four trees. The portage is more like a deer or Moose trail! Part of taking this trip was to see if we could actually be out and alone in the wilderness without seeing other groups of travelers! Since Gull Lake we havent seen anyone, and I have only seen one set of foot prints on the portages going the opposite direction than we are. This portage took us about an hour and fifteen minutes to do. We travel the Beartrap River three to four miles to Sunday Lake, along the way we had to lift over three beaver dams and one portage around two rapids. This part of the river has lots of curves the last mile or so, but were not in much of a hurry. We stop for lunch at the Northwest campsite on Sunday Lake, here my daughter slips getting out of the canoe and bangs her knee, and scrapes her elbow up pretty good. I get her bandaged up, then we have lunch, this time chicken sandwiches. She's limping kinda bad and with her arm the way it is we re-arrange the canoe, and she becomes a passenger for the rest of the day. We do the portage on the West side of Sunday Lake, this part of the Beartrap River is considerably wider than what we've traveled so far. We've been traveling kinda slow so far, so decide its time to get going. We do a short portage around some rapids, and when we get to the next one, we were able to paddle through it without getting out of the canoe. Along the way we have seen one small buck and two does. We were hoping to see a moose, but it wont happen this year. We come around a bend and we see the biggest beaver hut i've ever seen! It must be twelve to fifteen feet high and about thirty feet long. A short while later we come across a beaver dam thats about three feet above the water, here we have some difficulty getting over it, luckily the rightside has an opening somewhat, but we all have to get out and help drag the canoe across. My daughter sinks to her knees in mud, trying to climb onto the little bit of land there is, twice even! We make it across and are back on our way. We eventually reach Peterson Bay, then are on Iron lake. We find the campsite on the Southeast end of the lake vacant and stop for the night. We set up camp, eat some dinner, and Eric and I go out fishing for awhile before it gets dark. We catch and release three small Northerns and head back for camp. Kayla's been sitting in my chair reading since we left. We make a table and play cards by firelight late into the night.