As the case may be, the flies that we left on the outside of the tent were eagerly awaiting our return. We packed up camp in record time, passed on the morning coffee and hit the water. The weather called for a 15-25 mph headwind and we didn't expect to go far. The shore was lined with small rocks cliffs making break points few and fat between. Paddling around cliffs for as many days as we have this far, I tend to forget the looming potential for things to fall. Imagine my surprise when I actually witnessed a tree fall in from a 15 foot cliff some 100 yrds ahead of me. It was unnerving to say the least.
So we continued to fight the wind for a long 12 miles. The gusts were so powerful the kayak practically moved in reverse. Tired and hungry we hit the north beach that connects Pequaming to the mainland. It didn't take much to figure out that we were going to treat ourselves to a hotel in nearby L'anse for the night. Mike would come pick us up while a nice landowner named Peggy agreed to let us keep the boat on her beach.
Mom and I both enjoyed our showers and a full belly from a local bar. Sleeping in a real bed was very nice too. I think tonight I am going to watch a movie...a luxury long time coming.
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