Last week, Rosie, Ryland, and I went canoe camping on the Snake River, starting about 65 miles downstream of Jackson. It was awesome.
EDIT: We saw tons of birds...we saw about a half-dozen bald eagles, a few hawks, a number of osprey, a few pelicans, a great blue heron, mergansers, and a mallard. Near the end of the trip we saw a young bald eagle swoop down and grab a fish out of the river right in front of us.
EDIT: We saw tons of birds...we saw about a half-dozen bald eagles, a few hawks, a number of osprey, a few pelicans, a great blue heron, mergansers, and a mallard. Near the end of the trip we saw a young bald eagle swoop down and grab a fish out of the river right in front of us.
The night before getting on the river, we went car-camping by the Palisades Reservoir, in Ryland's terrific VW campervan.
Gear-explosion at the put-in. Rosie and Ryland paddled the canoe, while I paddled an inflatable kayak known as a (rubber) duckie.
A big cliff that looked like it was made of smeared out jello pudding. Pat is at the bottom of the picture if you look closely.
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