The next day, we decided to set up camp on a small island in the middle of the river to get away from the bugs. After getting set up and relaxed, an incredible storm hit us, blowing the tarp around terribly. The wind was so strong that it broke one of the tent poles and for about an hour, we had to use ourselves to anchor the tarp. In the process, we got thoroughly soaked. After the storm let up, we threw our gear into the canoe, went downstream a bit and found another campsite on the shore. We had to return to the island to look for a paddle that had been swept into the river during the storm. Luckily, it was about 100 metres upstream from the island, caught in a reed bed.