The twisted and bent branches of the trees above our tents made eerie sounds last night. The slightest wind caused them to screech and moan. Reminiscent of a Halloween scene.
A pack of raccoons wandered through camp around midnight. You could hear their grunts as they surveyed the area for food. There was none. Eventually they moved on.
Since we were camped right next to the roadway we heard cars and trucks all night long too. Not conducive for sound sleeping.
Morning came and a blanket of thick fog covered the water. We decide to pack up and head right around the bridge to a little park. There we will cook breakfast and refill our water supply.
By the time we finish eating the sun has burnt off the remaining fog. Conditions are very calm. Good.
We only have about 9 miles to paddle today. Short yes, but it will allow us time to get in camp and setup before a big storm front pushes in. The forecast calls for thunderstorms later.
Just after setting up out tents the winds pick up. There are white caps and rough chop on the water. Glad we made it.
Jim and Marc