Tuesday, October 02, 2018 Got up to a cool, overcast morning. Packed up and said goodbye to one of my favorite camp site. Had my paddle in the water by 9am, and headed NE towards American Point. Sag was pretty calm with a 5-8mph wind I would guess. I saw a couple kayakers at the site just before American Point and exchanged waves. Sag is such a beautiful paddle when calm. It was an uneventful paddle and I pulled into Voyageur Canoe Outfitters at about 11:30. I have a resupply box of food, TP, batteries and a few cold weather items waiting for me here I had sent up a month ago and reservations for a room. After checking in they did a load of laundry for me and I headed to my room for a loooong HOT shower. I put on clean cloths, did some gear cleaning and dishes and felt like a new man and that I had earned this. The managers Matt and Cassidy were so nice and helpful. I had asked a month ago if it was possible from someone to take me to Gunflint Lodge for supper and it turned out the whole staff was going, which included two more guys named Connor and Clay. I was on top of the world. Warm, clean and ready for a meal that didn't need to be rehydrated and I didn't have to clean up after. I had asked before we went to dinner if she had the coming forecast for the next few day and she printed a sheet off for me. I noted Thunderstorms for tomorrow and tomorrow night. I also asked if there was anyway she could ship a box of stuff home for me and she said, luckily that someone was running into Grand Marais tomorrow for a supply run. I thought about these to factors for the hour or two before we went to supper. That I don't want to push off tomorrow into thunderstorms and that someone was going into town. And that I need warmer foot wear and maybe a new chair, and a handkerchief, and maybe a thicker pair of wool socks, and some more cigars maybe. Could I be so Lucky? Over supper I said I may stay an extra night because of the forecast and would it be possible to tag along into town. Matt said him and Clay were going and sure if I didn't mind spending a few hours there as they had quite a few things to do there. Did I mind? Did I mind? I could have jumped for joy and wept at the same time but I think I stayed composed. Without warmer foot wear for camp I was really on the fence as to whether or not I would even go back out and finish my 30 days. I forgot to mention the forecast Cassidy printed out went all the way to Oct. 16 the day before my planned exit day and every day was the same. Mostly cloudy, 50-70% chance of rain and more cold. No end in sight. Unbelievable. But my spirit was soaring at the thought of warm feet I was determined to finish out the 30 days. I called and had a long talk with my wife. She was getting a bit worried watching the weather and happy to hear my voice. I have to tell ya I'm chocking up just recalling the conversation. I told her about my last couple weeks, that all is well except my bone headed choice of footwear and tomorrows plan to remedy that. She sounded a bit concerned about my mental state and my decision to continue the trip, and I reassured her that nothing has changed and that I am indeed wacko. She was not surprised and gave the go ahead. I am truly blessed to have such a great woman by my side. Went to bed warm and full.