3:00 am came way too soon because we had spent too much valuable resting time hanging out around the campfire. As was becoming customary, after my timer woke me up, I would let loose with my super loud imitation raven call to make sure everyone else woke up. After a big bowl of hot oatmeal and a cup of instant coffee, we were back on the water paddling in pitch blackness again due to overcast skies. But nighttime navigation on this long narrow Ottertrack Lake was much easier. I just followed the shoreline for the most part. Only one small navigation mistake took us into a small dead-end bay- MeatPuppet called this a “lollipop” and I was sure they wouldn’t forget what some might say was a mistake. MAKK and I just wanted to see what was in that bay- satisfied we paddled back to our planned route. Spirits were high as we reached the last big lake called Saganaga in daylight, winds were light, progress was good, and I reminded all that we had made up for lost time and are back on our schedule! Our goal for today was to reach Rose Lake. Everyone was so excited to be back on our Purpose, we hardly cared we were tired because we were having fun. Portages now became an opportunity to express that and chants with topics such as “Team BeaV” and “a girl from Delano” sprouted and were sung over and over. We traveled through Saganaga, through the Granite River area, past Gunflint and into Rose Lake under moonlit skies. We made camp right on schedule. We celebrated with a big campfire, all you can eat Mac & Cheese, hot apple cider, and some even puffed on cigars. We had overcome much together to be here at this moment, on time, and truly reveling in our success. 50 portage-filled miles traveled today in 17 hours.