View of Wolverine Bay from over the top of my tent.

I didn't sleep very well the night before--many things adding to the sleeplessness--the sleeping bag I rented from Pathways was a mummy bag and it was so constricting, it drove me crazy; first night out--hearing scratching sounds outside my tent (wondering if it is a bear--or some other creature); the brightness of the night (it sure didn't get very dark); sleeping on the ground; I could go on...

Anyway, on this night I slept pretty good. Barry and Patty came and got me to make a run to the outhouse at 1:30am--Thank You! Afterwards, I laid awake listening to the wind in the trees above and the needles falling on my tent. Soon though, the gentle falling of the needles gave way to RAIN. By the time daybreak came, rain was falling steadily.