Wednesday, August 11, 2010 Up at 6:15. Saw a 4 boat crew heading out about 6:45. 3 boats broke camp across the lake and went deeper into the bush. Breakfast was hardy with sirloin, eggs and swiss cheese. Had a south wind that turned north around 10 am. Was kind of bummed out that we could hear the outboard motors on Snowbank. Didn't notice it the rest of the week though. One squirrel in our site. Went fishing. Caught a lot of smallies and investigate some of the other campsites. About half way north on the lake there is an island on the east side. We checked out the campsite and found a map stuck to a tree. On it someone wrote "Ran out by a pack of bears on Aug 8/9". The previous day the ranger had told us there was a mama and two cubs roaming the north end of the lake. The note made us wonder and laugh about "Is our food high enough?" I did a quick solo around the island while Gary checked out the island. Peaceful and serene. Even if this was the scene of a pack of rabid bears two nights before! ha. Very quiet except for all of the loons. Juveniles were all grouped up. All week long we were among them as they Hooo Hoooted away talking to each other and asking us to back off. Still hot out. Sweating like, well someone in 85 degree heat in an aluminum canoe. Twins on the radio. Beat the White Sox 12 - 5. Enjoyed dinner and a tasty beverage of water, crystal light and vodka on the shore and watched the sun go down.