Day 3: The Illegal Site

   The morning started off slow as my two campers and I waited at Basecamp for storms to pass. We were excited to be back out on trail, but just as we loaded a new canoe on the Hewes a large bolt of lightning lit up the southern sky. We all sat on the deck of the lodge and watched as the storm went over us.
   When it finally passed we loaded up into the boat and Sue took us out to join our trip again. They had spent the night camped out on a little island just west of the one Sue picked us up at yesterday. It was a new site they created. Even though we were able to make it to our group again today, the winds were still too strong for us to paddle canoes in. We piled into our tents for some time sheltered from the wind. My co-guides and I sat and talked; recapping the events of yesterday and filling me in on what I missed on trail. Soon tent-time became nap-time.
   I woke up to one of my campers yelling for us. Informing us that the winds had died down. We quickly packed up all our gear and took advantage of the calm water.
   We didn’t make it far before the waves started up again. We tried to take shelter from the wind by paddling around an island and it was looking promising. That’s when a thunderstorm rolled over head. We pulled over on an island that was Indian Reservation land expecting to only be there to wait out the storm. The storm, however, continued until dark and we were forced to make camp on a no camping site. We set up the tents, pulled in the gear and started to make French toast for dinner.
   Following dinner, we enjoyed s’mores and scary stories before turning in for the night.