I needed an early start if I was to clear Lac des Milles Lacs in one day.  This image is my greeting and send-off that morning. We should all be so lucky.

Considering the previous night’s pasting, I took it as a good omen.

I did manage the lake in a day. No mean feat, made possible by sailing a chunk of the trip in whitecaps and following winds.

I was making for the Savanne River which would then put me in striking distance of the Dog and finally, Kaministiquia Rivers. The Kam flows directly past Fort Willam, site of the NWC’s notoriously famous annual rendezvous. The Great Hall at Fort William was the initial resting place of Thompson’s astonishing masterwork, a map of most of western North America.

I ended the day here,

the Savanne River lazing away to the south and west. As it was that morning, we should all be so lucky.