Slept like a log after all that steak and sauna last night, one of those mornings when all of a sudden you're awake. Packing felt a bit unusual since all my stuff got scattered over the course of my two night stay at Chateau Frying Pan. Real cold cereal (choicer even!) with ridgetop blueberries, bananas and blueberry yoghurt followed by two egg mcmuffins each. Leisurely paddle all the way down Johnnie, into Ruth Roy, back onto Johnnie, all the while the wind was whipping itself up. Managed to make it down Crooked before it got too gnarly though. Was planning on lunch in the Muskoka chairs at the lodge outpost but didn't quite make it.
Bot to campsite 66, realized we had to dig the shitter and made the choice to take lunch then and there. After lunch we both fell asleep on the rocks until we were woken up at 10 to 2 by campers who wanted the site. Oops!
It's a good thing we had lunch when we did because the shitter ended up taking almost two hours to dig. Nice and deep now though, once we axed out all the roots and weaseled our way around all the boulders.
Campsite 65 was taken so no hanging out at the outpost tonight and no climbing the hill for the view. Warden handed out her first ticket tonight, some clowns camped on an undesignated campsite when they're supposed to be on Balsam L. tonight. We finally ended up on 63 with lots of flat spots and some really great swimming off a wide sandy beach. Hopefuly our neighbours won't be too noisy. Supposed to be meeting up with the Rangers tomorrow. Waiting to find out how that's gonna all work out. Hopefully won't slow down our work plans too much. Hoping to get this privy dug, the portages done, Clearsilver clean up tomorrow so we can spend our last night camped out on the Peak!
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