The rain stopped about the time we got up and the sun soon came out. It was probably 10 by the time we rolled out, but our stuff was reasonably dry. West Lane was not though, pulling at our tires a little and making for sloggy progress.
We stopped at one of the landings to snack, water up, and use the facilities, and ran across the canoe couple waiting for their ride.
Eventually West Lane's soggy gravel gave way to pavement, which made life easier. Then one more short stretch of gravel, the beautiful and delightfully curvy Mae West Road, carried us into Ladysmith.
It was clouding up as we stopped and had lunch at Gordy's Market on the northwest edge of town. They had plenty of ready-to eat food (I had the chili and a corn dog, among other things) and a quiet place to sit and look at maps. Eric would be leaving us to ride back to his car, parked at Jon's place in Phillips. Little did he know at the time that he'd be overtaken by a line of thunderstorms that missed us.
We could see the rain coming on radar, so Grant and I decided to forego a visit to Pine Point County Park in Holcombe and push for Brunet Island State park at Cornell instead.
We rolled into Cornell as the sky was darkening with rain clouds, found a lovely site right on the Chippewa River and pitched camp quickly in anticipation of getting hit by storms we could see and hear off to the northwest. Dinner was cooked at camp, showers were had, and the rain rolled away without so much as a sprinkle.
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