At sunset we encamped on the banks of the main branch.
At three A.M.June 28th, we embarked in a thick fog occasioned by a fall of the temperature of the air ten degrees below that of the water.
Having crossed Knee Lake, which is nine miles in length, and a portage at its western extremity, we entered Primeau Lake, with a strong and favourable wind, by the aid of which we ran nineteen miles through it, and encamped at the river's mouth.

It is shaped like the barb of an arrow, with the point towards the north, and its greatest breadth is about four miles.
During the night, a torrent of rain washed us from our beds, accompanied with the loudest thunder I ever heard.

This weather continued during the 29th, and often compelled us to land, and turn the canoes up, to prevent them from filling.

We passed one portage, and the confluence of a river, said to afford, by other rivers beyond a height of land, a shorter but more difficult route to the Athabasca Lake than that which is generally pursued.
On the 28th we crossed the last portage, and at ten A.M.entered the Isle a la Crosse Lake.

Its long succession of woody points, both banks stretching towards the south, till their forms were lost in the haze of the horizon, was a grateful prospect to us, after our bewildered and interrupted voyage in the Missinippi.