Hoyt's Landing on the Connecticut River in Springfield, Vermont was a popular spot yesterday. High summer had drawn folks to the place for a plethora of reasons. Some attended an outdoor riverside church service as others prepared for a day's fishing, tubing, water-skiing, standup paddle-boarding, canoeing, or kayaking. Still others relaxed in their cars, swam from the shore, or picked berries. One guy actually stood atop the Chesire Bridge's highest girder, silhouetted against nothing but sky, and dropped vertically, feet-first, into the river. I'd have taken a picture of him if I wasn't in the river myself enjoying a post-paddle dip (by the way, he did survive the dive).
My friend Paul and I paddled a few miles downstream and upstream from Hoyt's.
It was a great day to be either on, in, or by the river...
The base of riverside sandbanks (home to bank swallows) made a great spot to land and swim from...
A steady trickle of sand was seen flowing down the bank...like sand through an hourglass.
A very small amount of trash encountered along the way...
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