Foggy. Started for the outlet to fish. Sun cleared. Fished thoroughly above and below the dam but with no success. Casted along the North Shore clear up to the carry on inlet from Upper Togue. Missed the carry and carried thro' the woods a short distance. While George returned for a part of the traps, walking on the sand beach I found a boat with mast and sail and came floating down with a part of the sail set. He was much surprised at seeing this strange craft approaching and we were both delighted as we expected to be obliged to make another raft. Discovered the carry, very much shorter and a path thro' open woods. Put our things in the boat which I christened the "Bounding Dough" and pushed up to the cabin where the [?] lived two years. Found a good landing, the cabin in good condition, two stoves and all complete. On the ceiling a very spirited drawing of a caribou, a togue and an eagle also. George made me a nice bed of boughs and I slept soundly. The dog slept in the birch on an old blanket and consequently came late.