CACHE LAKE, FROM LOOKOUT BLUFFS 



Our second camp was on a rather 

 exposed point, and in the tempestuous 

 weather that followed we were often 

 kept in by rain and wind, which made 

 camp life a bit irksome, though the 

 necessities of living kept us fairly busy. 

 A succession of windy days prevented 

 launching our canoe. Such was the 

 violence of the wind that on one oc- 

 casion, having hauled it well up on 

 the shore for safety, it was caught in 

 a gust and hurled with such force into 

 the lake that it sank and half filled 

 with water. Fortunately its sinking 

 prevented it from being blown out in- 

 to the lake, and we recovered it after 

 a hard struggle with wind and water. 



Our second month of camp life 

 passed quickly, and the first of Sep- 

 tember saw us ready for home. We dis- 

 tributed what remained of our duffle 

 to the natives, and, by a lucky chance, 

 sold our canoe for a good sum. Our 

 outdoor life had hardened us, and our 



refreshment of mind and body repaid 

 us for the few discomforts. In fact, 

 the ease with which we found that we 

 could dispense with many of the so- 

 called necessities of life was a source 

 of surprise to ourselves, and two months 

 of such life was no uncertain test. As 

 for expense, we found that the total 

 amount we expended, including car- 

 fare from and to Ohio, our canoe, tent, 

 entire outfit and provisions, was con- 

 siderably less than our ordinary ex- 

 penses would have been had we re- 

 mained at home. 



We were indeed a shabbily-clothed 

 couple as we stepped off the car at 

 Toronto, and this fact, combined with 

 our tanned faces, seemed to mark us 

 as objects of extreme interest. A new 

 wardrobe apiece restored us to the repu- 

 table class, but the sunburn remained 

 for many a day to remind us that we 

 were initiated devotees of the wild 

 life. 





