Thursday, June 28, 2018 I wake up early again to do some morning fishing. Another beautiful cool morning. I get my coffee going and head out across the lake. Within an hour, I catch a trout. I decide to paddle back to camp and have a trout breakfast. I can tell you, it tasted incredible. After breakfast I head out again and I land another trout and latter, I land another. By late afternoon, the wind has picked up and it looks like a storm is moving,and I'm forced to stop fishing. Should I wait the storm out or should I try and beat it back to camp? (I'm not going to be any safer back at camp). By now the wind is really whipping and I know I can't just cut across the lake; I'll have to hug the shoreline just in case the storm hits. Finally I decide to try and beat the storm. Maybe not the best decision, since there's limited areas where I can get ashore, but I go anyway. I start out somewhat sheltered from the wind but the last stretch is right into the wind. My adrenaline is pumping as try and keep my canoe under control. The rain begins to fall and I'm certain I've made a mistake. But within a few minutes the rain stops and it appears the storm is heading west of me. By the time I get back to camp, the wind has calmed at there is no sign of rain. Had I waited another 20 minutes, I would have had an easy paddle back to camp.