We woke fairly early. Breakfast was Jordan’s pancakes, bacon, and coffee. It all tasted great.

Today was dedicated to fishing. We started exploring around camp and caught a few fish.  We went back to camp and had a quick lunch.

Then, we worked our way all around Horse. We caught a few fish but nothing too exciting. After fishing the south end, we decided to troll back to camp. We already had enough fish for dinner.

As we were trolling north, we cut between a small island and the west shore. I snagged a log with my trolling rapalla. The lure would not move at all; the drag just screamed as the canoe slowed down. Eventually, the “log” started to fight. As it pulled, I quickly realized that it was the biggest fish I had ever fought. After about 15 minutes, we saw a very large pike near the boat. I panicked and grabbed the pike by eyes and hoisted it into the boat. It was huge. It turned out to be about 39 inches. We tried to revive the fish but he just kept floating. So we released a few other fish from the stringer that we still very alive and decided to keep the pike for dinner. I felt bad about killing such a nice, big fish but at least it wasn’t going to waste.

We had another nice swim off our rock beach and put on dry clothes. It felt good to wash of some of the bug spray and be sorta clean. The water was perfect again.

We had a massive fish fry this night. Everyone had their fill and then some.

After cleaning up camp, we relaxed around the fire. We finished the Maker’s mark, 151 rum, and a few cigars.

Eventually, we called it a night.