I found some wild blueberries and we had blueberry pancakes for breakfast. We leisurely set about packing up camp and started the paddle back toward EP 84. Our goal was to set up at the southernmost campsite on Bald Eagle. The portages back weren’t bad as our paddling and portaging muscles were taking shape. Once we reached Bald Eagle lake the wind was again blowing directly down the lake coming out of the NW. We rode the whitecaps down the lake and were happy to get in the marsh/river channel at the south end out of the wind. To our delight the campsite was unoccupied and we pulled in as 2 different groups of people came up from the Isabella and/or Snake river toward Bald Eagle. Both groups kept going without stopping but one we saw set up at the next site up when we went out fishing the river channel later. My sister managed a 5 lb smallmouth from the river channel. I struck out trying to dredge a walleye up from the channel, oh well. 

We hung around camp in the evening making sure everything was ready for a quick depart in the morning. Everyone was missing their respective girlfriends, husbands, wives, and kids back at home. We had a nice evening until about 0815 pm. At that point the mosquitoes literally sounded like a bike gang of crotch rockets roaring through the woods. We retreated to the hammocks and tents since even my 100% DEET didn’t deter the mosquitoes.