Adjusting some gear and the balance of the canoe. We had too much weight to one side and consequently kept drifting toward the port.
This buck stood majestically at the crest of a hill. He was too far away for my little camera to get a clear shot. Standing still for so long just watching us, he reminded me of the scene from Bambi where Bambi's father was standing on top of a hill watching over his children.
The banks of the river were quite high here, but it made the river very peaceful. Just over the banks were houses and traffic and the hustle and bustle of urban life.
Will and I found a tiny island the looked more like a sand bar covered in willows. Since all the land on shore is owned and we did not know who owned what, in order to ask permission to camp, we just made camp on this little sand bar of an island and hoped that we didn't wash away by morning.
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