It was at that point near the end my paddle where I'd reluctantly turned about and begun the trip upriver to the takeout. That's when I pulled out of the current and into an eddy for a last sip of water and a moment of reflection. Out of the corner of my eye the motion of an approaching white-tailed deer was detected. First just one but then a second following a short distance behind. The first was a 6-point buck and the second an 8-point buck.
The 8-pointer became aware of my presence...
...
Eventually the two bucks disappeared into the trees and I headed to the takeout all the richer for the eye-to-eye encounter. Thus concluded a week in which two sections of the Assabet River were savored. It was also a week with a snowstorm, full moon, Halloween, and a time-change. Some photos:
View over the Ben Smith Dam in Maynard...
...and a bony section...
Nashoba Brook...
View upriver to Main Street in West Concord...
Trash gathered up...
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