The promised threat of rain held off overnight, so we remained dry.
What a nice place for a mother and child to sit and watch the world wake up.
Of course, a cup of coffee in the morning helps. It was refreshing to wear a sweatshirt when back home the weather was in the upper 90’s!
Martin at the scene of his first catch with his new fishing pole.
Dad with the largest catch of the week – a catch and release largemouth bass – a bit of a rarity in this neck of the woods as smallmouth bass dominate the rocky shorelines.
The road home turned first blustery, then rainy, they thunderstorm.
By the time we arrived at the portage between Lakes One and Two, the raindrops got bigger.
They finally gave us a good soaking. We ended up huddled at the end of the portage for about an hour while the electrical storm passed by. Of course, you could have easily predicted the only lightning storm of the week would pass by when we were out far away from the cabin.