Another beautiful morning, but quite honestly we were hoping for some overcast skies because our plan was to head up to Conchu Lake, a designated trout lake, and catch some brook trout. After catching a few nice northern on slip bobbers and herring while eating breakfast, we then headed up to Conchu, which was about a 35-40 minute paddle. And for the first time during our trip we started seeing other canoes; for the first two days we had been the only people staying in this area and the solitude was much appreciated.

Conchu is a crystal clear 200 hundred acre lake. I think we could see up to 15' deep, which didn't bode well with the high sun. In fact we could see schools of 20-30 large mouth bass following our lures and canoes around the lake. They were obviously in their pre-spawn more-interested-in-reproducing than eating frame of mind, though we did manage to land a few in the 14"-16" range. Unfortunately we never came close to catching a trout.

After dinner, an awesome fish-bake, we went back to our honey-hole at the rapids, but there wasn't much action. Trevor managed to land a 15" walleye, and we caught a few small northern, but the hogs had apparently eaten enough or moved on.