We woke up to find another beautiful day. By the warmth of the morning air, it was evident that the day would be hotter than the previous day. After attempting to fish once again, Kevin and I made breakfast and began to clean up camp. We intended to visit Johnson Falls for the afternoon and set out for Pine Lake. We were dismayed to find the wind blowing to the East, the previous days it had blown to the West, making for a hard paddle. Kevin and I both agreed that this wind direction would be welcomed on the way back when we would be more tired. We reached the Caribou-Little Caribou portage which was only 25 rods. Little Caribou Lake did not seem to be very deep. According to our map, it was only about 10 feet deep all around. The lake was pretty weedy and Kevin was sad we did not have our fishing gear because he thought it looked prosperous. The 80 rod portage to pine length was not very lengthy either. We looked at the map and were disappointed to find that the trail to Johnson Falls was not marked. We discussed our dislike for Fischer maps and once again vowed to only purchase McKenzie's, a vow we had made on previous trips. We had come across several discrepancies and "missing" items with the Fischer maps. Unfortunately, only Gander Mountain in Rochester sells McKenzie's and the store was moving to another location so their merchandise selection was minimal, forcing us to purchase Fischer maps. We spotted the portage to Canoe Lake that we had heard is no picnic. We deduced that the trail to Johnson falls must be on the West side of the lake somewhere so we paddled around until we were confident that we had discovered the path. We began down the trail only to discover several downed trees making for some obstacles in the path. We were happily surprised to find the trail not as "groomed" as we assumed it would be. We had no idea what the length of the hike would be nor the elevation. In my estimation the trail was slightly rugged but that was mostly due to all of the downed trees. We came upon the lower falls and could hear voices from others enjoying the sites. Kevin and I did not realize that there below both the upper and lower falls there were lagoons for swimming. We had not brought our swimsuits but decided we could not pass up the chance to swim in what looked like the most refreshing water. It was still early in the afternoon and our clothes would dry, so we both jumped in the water. We met a family from Indiana who were BWCA veterans. The father had been visiting for 30 some odd years! He gave Kevin some tips about fishing on various lakes within the Arrowhead region. Kevin mentioned that he would need to come back and visit the area again with the primary intent of fishing. We swam with the three kids from the family and I watched as the climbed onto the rocks of the waterfall and jumped through the gushing water into the lagoon. Kevin tried this as well and took a big bellyflop. Johnson Falls was a beautiful site. If I were to ever visit again, I would definitely pack lunch, and then picnic and swim all day. A few hours later, we left the waterfall and set out to return to our site. We were not happy to find that the wind direction had changed once again and that we would be paddling into the wind for the fourth time. The paddle back was very long and exhausting. We were both happy to arrive back to camp and made dinner. The fire ban prevented us from having campfires which definitely took a piece away from the camping experience. Darkness soon cloaked the sky and the brightest stars I have ever seen in my life burned bright. We were extremely fortunate to witness a meteor shower - a site I will not soon forget.