A bull moose I saw near the East Huginnin Cove-Menong Ridge trail intersection. A little difficult to spot he is broadside looking away, feeding.
	Taken from within 10 feet of my tent. This one jumped in the water no more than 25-30 yards from my tent.
	Taken from my tent site on W. Chickenbone campsite.
	Taken from the lakeshore in front of my tent site.
	Here is a picture of a beautiful Wood Lily (Lilium philadelphicum L.), which was quite plentiful on the island.
	Notice if you will it is out of focus. She was too close for my personal comfort, even though I had climbed a tree by this time. I guess focusing was the last thing on my mind. Some camera man I am.
They say to never get between a mother moose and her calf, but sometimes it happens before you can blink. I was walking down the side of a relatively steep valley on the Menong Ridge Trail at about 9:30 a.m. There was a stream in the bottom of this valley. As I was walking, a calf went running by. I reached for my camera, but before I even had a picture, the mother started calling from a direction that put me nearly between her and her calf. It happened that fast. The calf had run down stream about a 100 yards or so. I got off the trail and behind a large spruce tree. The mother walked slowly up to within 15 yards or so on the other side of the tree. She evidently was trying to identify me. Then, she ran back and started to circle around the tree I was behind. When she did that, I also ran farther from the trail, and dropped my pack. (Not very menueverable with 65-70 lbs on my shoulders.) Then, I climbed up between two large trees. She circled up the hill and came down the hill to within about 25 feet when it dawned on me that I still had my camera, and wasn't likely to be this close again for the rest of my trip, so I took the "Mad Mother Moose" picture. Unfortunately, in the excitement, it looks like I didn't focus. To consider how close she was, I did not have any telephoto lenses with me. I only had the standard lens. She is actually standing several feet higher on the hill than the base of the tree I was in. From my vantage point, however, I am looking down at her.
	Dennis, even though you did not get to see the rest of the island, the dead batteries you left on the picnic table at Rock Harbor got to see the whole island. Here they are enjoying a nice sunset at Todd Harbor, just before a nice warm evening rain.
	There must have been several hundred of these at Chippewa Harbor
	Another thing I saw a lot of was turtles. Each night, near any lake, they could be observed digging holes and laying eggs. I almost stepped on one by lake Ritchie. This one happened to be at Lake Mason, a half mile or so from Chippewa Harbor.
	Most of us proabably didn't gt a chance to see Suzy's cave between Rock Harbor and Three Mile.
	I was still hunting for moose at this time, and took a walk back from Chippewa Harbor to a ridge overlooking this swamp. I didn't see moose here this night, and didn't have enough stamina to stay long. The mosquitos were about as bad as I had seen them here.
	My ride from Chippewa harbor to Windigo. Ordinarily, the Voyageur II does this run, but it was broken down with transmission problems. I surely was glad that the Wenona was here, and only 15 minutes later than the Voyageur was scheduled to be here.