Wednesday, July 08, 2015 We were faced by the strongest head winds of the trip upon entering Boot Lake the next morning. We were all now seasoned veterans that handled it with no problem. I actually saw Tucker lounged back with his hat covering his head totally relaxed as his parents were digging deep to forge ahead through waves and wind.
Entering Fourtown Lake and scanning it with binoculars brought us back to reality. There were more people on this lake than we had seen over the course of the last 9 days. We finally found an empty site at the far end of the lake. It was ok and had a nice view looking north. We fished and played a bit. There was a nice hill across a small bay that looked like it had a lot of exposed rocks on the top. I decided to go see if I could get cell phone service to give my wife a call. As I climbed the small hill I notice it was almost completely covered with ripe blueberries and other berries. I thought for sure I would come across a grazing beer at any moment. I was able to talk with my wife for a few minutes from the very top of the hill. It was also a great view of our campsite and the lake. We caught a few fish near camp that evening. The crew had a couple more games of Ono which had turned into a nightly ritual with Dan, Julie, Tucker and Nathanial. I mostly took the quiet time to read and listen to the laughter and the sounds of the wild.