On the Water

Above, the raft captained by Thomas is underway. We didn't launch until 5:35 pm, which is the latest time I'd ever started a river trip! But the river was swift at this medium level (about 11,000 cubic feet per second that day) and we made the approximately ten miles to camp by around 7:30. Darkness followed after a short while, but we had a fine meal and time to set up the camp.

Later, the raft captained by Charlie negotiates a narrow place near the end of an island where one of the channels is moving over to meet the other. I had gone through a parallel channel and had eddied out. This was near the Faultline Camp, where the group had stopped for a hike and for lunch. More photos later about this place....