Shore lunch

Shore lunches are a wonderful tradition here at SFL. Generally, we're given a picnic lunch as we finish breakfast that we take along with us on our adventures. We can sit on the rock of our choice whenever we feel like it and enjoy lunch.

We'd not had a shore lunch yet, since those folks in camp when we arrived were all Housekeeping (cooking for themselves in their cabins) and we couldn't see having all the required work expended in order to put on a shore lunch for just the two of us. Yesterday, though, a group of eight men arrived (two brothers and their sons and sons-in-law) on the American plan. So, today we dined in style at mid-day, complete with available-worldwide white plastic chairs and an array of milk crates and overturned oil buckets topped with boat cushions. No rocks required.

While Liz (in white near the bow of the boat) -- with Tal supervising -- assists in bringing one of five boats ashore,

Noah cooks fish and potatoes.

The resulting feeding frenzy was pretty intense. Tal and I stayed out of the way! In the end no one went hungry and Liz and Noah brought food back to camp. I'm betting on walleye sandwiches in our lunch cooler tomorrow. Yum!