Last Day on Little Redstone.

What a crazy couple-a-few days. Two capsized canoes (one that I got to effect the rescue), early starts (up at 4:45am, on the road by 5:30),and meeting up with furloughed colleagues.

Best part:. The rescue. Choppy waters and a paddler who doesn't swim. It was reassuring to know that I still know how to do stuff, ya know? (If things had gone sideways, I would have aborted the canoe-over-not-a-canoe part and have just towed the two to shore).