We decided to base camp in the morning instead of setting up a new camp. As we will see, this was a good decision (although our decision making had nothing to do with what happened).

We packed just enough food and water for lunch and a day trip to Rose. The border route portage to Rose was quite long, but regularly changing scenery made everything better. The mosquitos and flies were not too bad.

Once we got to Rose Lake, the sheer rock cliffs and beautiful skies made the long portage very worth it. Off to the distance, we saw some clouds resembling either a fog or a voracious rain/wind storm. It creeped towards us while we were blissfully unaware of just how quickly it was moving. By the time we realized it, we were in middle of the lake straddling the imaginary US-Canadian border.

The waves became taller and we began to realize our grave mistake. Thankfully, our canoe was very stable, and we paddled diagonally along the waves to slice through them as best we could. Very quickly, we decided that turning around to head back to the US shore would eat our precious time to escape the core of the storm. Therefore, we paddled as quickly as we could towards the Canadian shore and landed at a small opening along the trees. There, we brought the canoe on land and sat under it while eating sticks of celery. It was the best celery we've ever had.

After a while, the storm passed, and we found a campsite to cook our lunch. Not surprisingly, another rain storm came through, and this time for much longer. Needless to say, it was very cold as we left our rain gear back at camp. We changed our lunch menu from a cold chicken salad to boiled cabbage and canned chicken with some sriracha. It was surprisingly good, and we were able to get very warm with our hot lunch. The rain stopped soon thereafter, and we were able to enjoy rest of the lake and head back to camp.