We went camping

We loaded the truck with all our gear and lifted the canoe on the roof. We tied and it down and got ourselves on the road. I had a feeling I didn't tie the nose of the canoe down well enough but thought we could get a few kilometers away before I had to pull over to check it all. It was windy enough and I got to the outskirts of town when I seen the nose of the canoe shifting to the left thru the windshield. It made me little nervous and so I pulled over and re-tied the front end and gave the rope a good yank and made sure it was tight. Back on the road and we were continuing north. Big Ball Lake was the destination, just an hour or so drive. When we arrived we dropped off our luggage by the edge of the water and parked the truck further down the road to a clearing and then walked back to the canoe and paddle out to lake. I sat up front in the canoe and Nickie sat in the bow and steered. Just us and the open water. We paddled some and it was a beautiful time, as the sun was beginning to set. The lake was wide and there were many islands in the middle for us to camp on. We paddled some more and made good distance. "Where should we aim?" I asked and Nickie pointed and said over there, and then she asked me the same question, "where do you wanna aim"? We pulled up to an island and noticed there were cottages and an old man was tending to a boat with who must of been his grandson.He noticed us pull up to his dock and I waved and said hello, "do you mind if we pull up to your dock and hang on for a rest"? The old man came closer, he had an initial look of concern on his face and maybe didn't hear me properly. "You don't mind if we just get a little rest by your dock do you"? I tried to smile and look ask as polite as I could. The old man took off his cap and wiped his brow with a rag. "No I don't mind, are you lost"? He asked. "Where are you going"? He seemed a little surprised by our presence and seemed truly concerned. "No were not lost just wanted to have a break". I told him we were just out for a long paddle . He went back to his boat and pulled the motor and he and the young boy started the motor and went out for a boat ride. I grabbed a beer from the cooler and smiled as they moved the boat in front of us and I waved one last time. "I think we should keep on aiming for the island further out" I took a last gulp of beer and with the setting sun it was getting late and we were ready to get moving on.