On this busiest travel day of the year I found the Sudbury River in Wayland quite tranquil. After launching at Sherman's Bridge I headed upriver and encountered no crowds, or horns, or tailgaters...just the golden glow from a soon to be setting sun.
In the spirit of Thanksgiving I was hoping to see a humble riverside abode with smoke rising from the chimney...but instead found this most modest musquash lodge...
...where hopefully the musquash family is safely home for the holiday.
The day's trash haul was most modest as well...
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