Striking camp on Lake La Muir we head out for Happy Isle Lake which was to be our destination for the day.
Reading the sky, I decide to push us to Opeongo Lake.
I have been part of the woods for most of my life and reading the weather is something I do by instinct. I knew rain would be the norm for several days and the wind could present a problem on Opeongo Lake should it conspire to turn from the north-east to the south-west.
The decision was sound; however, it was also difficult, as this would be the last day in Algonquin Park for the year.
We covered approximately 34 km