Day 0 - We learn the results of the previous poor decisions. We arrive in Ely in high spirits, ready for a quick trip to the outfitters, perhaps a stroll about town and then an evening spent preparing packs for an early departure the following morning. Let me say that I have nothing but nice things to say about Ely Outfitters and Guide Services, they were professional, helpful and so incredibly friendly, they truly made us feel welcome. However, our thoughts of a speedy visit were quickly dashed as we came to realize the challenges they faced in getting four southerners ready for four nights in the Boundary Waters.

Some back and forth on the merits of a trio plus a solo vs two tandems for our canoes, lashing canoes to the top of the vehicle, and the beloved video to watch and we were ready. A quick visit across the street for pizza and it was back to the bunkhouse to organize and get packed. This is when it was discovered that despite several reminders by a loving girlfriend, three of our sleeping pads were still under the boys bed at home, not doing us any good. Additionally, the gear that did make it is randomly distributed in three bins, 4 packs and loose in the car, frustration mounts. And so, it is at this point we paused, said forget an early start and left a scattered mess on the bunkhouse floor. 18 hours driving with no sleep had caught up with us, it was time for bed.