I paddled all around Insula all day checking out campsites and fishing. Caught and released a bass. Hooked a northern as fat as a football but lost it next to the canoe trying to land it. That thing was a monster.

Plastic bait and lures wasn’t really doing anything of note. I explored more and decided tomorrow I would make camp at Williamson island if no one was there still. Or the giant beach camp on the southeast side of the northern part of Insula not too far from Williamson.

I was going to go worm hunting after dinner, but I was tired and went to sleep.