
We drove through lots of rain on our way up to the Park, but as we got to the East Gate the sky was crystal clear with thousands of stars. We thought we were in for a beautiful night, but by the time we had loaded up the boat, the wind had risen to gale force and clouds scudded in to cover all the stars. We bounced across the waves, through the whitecaps to the island. When we got there the thermometer read 0 degrees, and my trusty wind chill chart told us it felt like -15. That felt right to me, but we lit a fire and soon had the cabin up to a toasty temperature.
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