The morning exploration stating with seeing off the Voyager II on its pick up. The horn blew loud enough for all of camp to hear and they were off as fast as they had arrived, navigating the buoys in an interesting zigzag pattern to avoid the shallow water hazards. They zipped out of the bay past the inner islands, and we were alone at Malone once again. We explored each cabin analyzing its vantage points and walked the beach and explored the waterfall connecting the Siskiwit Lake to Superior. It had a lot to explore for sure.
We watched geese and goslings surge in the waves along shore, saw a line of geese headed north, watched a bald eagle go back and forth overhead, and watched the white caps get larger and larger all day. The sounds of crashing waves and wind filled the void as we were reminded of how quickly the lake can change. A trip over to Siskiwit Lake broke up the afternoon and we rationed our remaining food just in case our ferry out couldn’t make the trip. I feel very accomplished as I stretch my legs and watch my body recover from this amazing feat.