up early and paddling by 7:15 to try to beat the wind. i beat it by all of 15 minutes.

another very tough paddle on sturgeon and i only made it as far as the sand peninsula site before the wind dictated i stop again.

its 11:30 and i think im stuck again.

this is an amazing site. we could have a wing night here. it could easily hold 50 tents.

there are two lunds stashed down the shoreline. they look as though they havent been used in a long time. i wonder what their story is.

much cooler today, the stocking cap came out.

its about 4 miles to the maligne...ill be heartbroken if i dont make it there tomorrow.

some site pics...

many big old white and red pines reside on this sandbar, their root structures must be incredible.

HOLY F&%#! did a gust just come thru! snapped off the top of a birch about 30 yards away! that was wild!! that must have been a 60 mph gust.

it feels like the weathers changing now. i dont care if it snows tomorrow, just give me a wind i can paddle in.

i have yet to feel lonely on this trip. not sure if that a good or bad thing. :)

at one point paddling the caps on eastern sturgeon this morning i started to lose the bow to the wind...this was the first time i yelled at myself up here. "youre losing it, YOURE LOSING IT! DIG! DIG! DIG!" when i got the bow back in line i let out a howard dean like scream. was kinda funny looking back at it now.

its really strange being at such a huge campsite, on such a huge lake, in the middle of quetico...i feel really small now.

its almost 8pm as i finish my last cocktail.

i hope to reach tanner tomorrow, maybe even LLC if the weather smiles on me.