July 6, 2019
We woke to bright skies but large clouds looming on the horizon. Whitefish Lake is known for its walleye and northern Pike fishing and you could see the serious fishermen out on the water already. The lake is quite large, about 15 miles long and 2 miles wide.
I was looking forward to kayaking along the banks and exploring the hidden coves. Debbie however, was not feeling well and felt that she should stay in camp.
I put my kayak in just a few yards from our site and started my exploring of Whitefish Lake. Fish were surfacing all around me and ducks with new ducklings scurried into the reeds as I approached. I paddled for about two hours and then turned around to return. The water was calm but a storm was building in the distance. I came across three pelicans fishing along the shore. I let the wind take me towards them as I sat quietly. I was able to drift within 50-60 feet of them and they paddled upwind from me. I said goodbye to them. I of course had forgotten to bring my camera. I have been trying to get a good photo of pelicans since we began and this time I had my chance and forgot my camera!
I returned to our camp and spent the rest of the late afternoon, building a nice fire and helping Debbie prepare supper. She was feeling a little better but still not her perky self. I missed my kayaking partner today.
Last evening we had enjoyed a beautiful sunset, and tonight promised that we would have a repeat performance. We sat outside until 11:30, watched the sun set and waited for the stars to appear. The problem is that we are above the 53rd parallel so the darkness does not arrive until near 1:00 o’clock in the morning! We finally went to bed with just a few stars beginning to twinkle. Tomorrow we would be heading further north.
Quilting in a Kayak 