The usual gang of critters were present: red-winged blackbirds, a blue heron, eastern kingbirds, a few ducks, some small sandpipers, a musquash, and tons of turtles.
Just downstream of where the river hangs a sharp left to go around Orchard Hill, I came across this fireman's hat. Most likely just a toy. At any rate, there was no sign of Engine 7...
The obstacles across the river in this area sometimes require portaging. Today, however, I was able to easily paddle around them and would have had clear sailing all the way to Gleasondale, I suspect.
I turned around near this beaver lodge and began the trip back upriver...
Back at Cox Street, the day's catch was unloaded from dry bags and my ship's aft hold...
The group in the forward hold escaped being in the photo by being very quiet. They were ultimately discovered while loading the boat onto my car's rooftop. The trash count for the day was 139 pieces. The breakdown: 52 recyclable containers (5 redeemable) and 87 pieces of miscellaneous rubbish (27 plastic bags, 21 nip bottles, a boat fender, an elaborate wine jug, and assorted pieces of styrofoam).
My YTD total stands at 2243
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