Monday, May 27, 2024 I had went to bed super early the night before so I was the first one awake around 5am. It was cold, hence, bug-free at the latrine which was not to be taken for granted. I made a small fire to warm my bones and took a canoe out solo into the fog. Listening to the water rushing in the rapids, hearing ducks quacking, and the mist on the lake all made for a very serene morning. Quite different than scrolling on my phone, watching tv or doing chores like I normally would be doing at home on a non-work day. My buddy Joel woke up and noticed me out there and hollered at me and I came and swooped him up for a little fishing. We ended up with 6 walleyes before coffee/breakfast that morning. The buoy of the "refrigerator" bag we sunk did not properly unravel so the bag pulled the buoy underwater. We had a rescue mission to attempt to retrieve the bag using strong fishing line. That didn't work. Myself and Tyler paddled out there to attempt to swim around and find it using goggles. This was also unsuccessful and COLD. Then, on our paddle out after giving up, I spotted the yellow buoy about 6 feet from the surface. We sent Tyler on a diving mission and he retrieved it. A big celebration followed. The fishing slowed down a bit that night. The campfire was very fun that night.