It's still overcast & gray this morning but, there's no rain. After a hearty breakfast Dan & Uncle Clay try to dry things out as best they can while also re configuring their tent. meanwhile Vickie, Aurora & I hit the water. Paddling counter clock wise around the lake, we hit something of a hot spot (fishing wise) near the northern most site. Everyone gets in on the action as both bass & northern are easy to come by. We also notice a posted sign indicating that this site is still closed. As we're returning to camp, we notice Uncle Clay & Dan also having success fishing in the nearby bay and, the sky is beginning to open up.

Back in camp, it's hard to discern what the weather wants to do. Brief rain showers are intermittent throughout the afternoon as, most of the time, we lounge beneath the relative safety of our CCS tarp. In between we gather firewood, as there is an abundance of premium dead & downed trees in every direction. We keep busy processing the spoils of the Pagami Creek fire.

Later we all head out for an evening paddle. Uncle Clay & Dan stay out until nearly dark. Upon returning, they report that, once again, fishing was awesome. Clay even pulled in (what they estimated to be) a 10-12 lb. northern pike. They said the loons serenading nearby made it a magical experience & making it tough to leave. Not bringing bug spray with was what ultimately forces them back to camp. Although, there's little reprieve here as the bugs & mosquitoes are particularly ravenous this evening compelling us all to retreat to the sanctuary of our tents.