I packed some food and went rowing to the nearby islet. When I got closer I noticed there were other people there - no wonder, as it was a nice warm sunny day and the weather forecast said that the weekend will be all rainy. I kept on rowing, and as I got near the next island I spotted people there as well. I could see people camping on some other islands, so it really seemed like a popular time. Well, I changed course and headed to a bit more remote corner of the lake, past two islands with summer cottages, until I got to yet another uninhabited island. There was no-one there. I set up my temporary camp, went swimming and cooked myself some food. As I rested in a hammock all I could hear was the gentle sound of waves hitting the rocks, and a lullaby hymn of the wind in the treetops. I rowed back at the sunset, and was back at home half an hour before the midnight.