Little Loon - Slim Late - Fat Lake.

We ate a huge breakfast of "the mess" (including all the bacon grease from a pound of bacon, split between the two of us), broke camp, took a quick rinse in the lake, and started paddling. We had grand intentions this day until the "secret portage" from Slim Lake to Fat Lake.

This day will forever be known as the day of the "secret portage"! Not only was the portage overgrown, muddy, uphill both ways, but the temperature was the probably 85 - 90 that day. We couldn't decipher where the trail was half of the time, I fell down, got the canoe stuck multiple times, and because it was so hot, I eventually just walked straight off the trail and into Fat lake fully clothed. At that point we ate some lunch and decided to just stay on Fat lake for the night. We cracked open our bag of wine, floated around in the water on our life jackets and fished for a few before dinner. After casting for bass and trolling at all depths, we still didn't have a bite for the day. It was okay, we were just happy to have made it through the portage.

Dinner was stuffing, chicken, and gravy (and more bagged wine. That stuff is heavy, you have to drink it quickly. The lone campsite on Fat is awesome, especially on a clear night. While watching the stars I had deja vu and vague memories of being there on a previous trip while in college.