Northeast Quetico - September 9-14 2000
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One evening I found walleyes on what is, for me, not a great walleye lake. After releasing the second one I took a good look around to be sure to note exactly where they were. I noticed the start of a rainbow even though it wasn't raining. By time I raised the camera to my eye, it had became a full end-to-end rainbow and didn't come close to fitting in the viewfinder. My first instinct was to grab the paddle and back up a bit. Proof that the first thing that comes to mind is not always the right solution. I did eventually get a little wet but it was well worth it. Paddled back to camp by moonlight on water smooth as glass. Totally peaceful until that darn beaver and I crossed paths again.

I was happy to see most campsites were in pretty good shape. I did find a dollar for the second year in a row. Must be my reward for burying all the queen's TP. Now if she really wanted to impress someone she should start using hundreds.

Pickerel kept me for an extra night again on my way out. I didn't mind too much. The great thing about this time of year is the sun doesn't rise until 6:30. Getting an early start to beat the worst of the wind really isn't all that hard. I have to hand it to those of you who have already struck camp and are well on your way at or even before first light. That's pretty impressive. I guess I'm not the only one with a healthy respect for Pickerel.

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