It should have been an easy 7 mile river day, but a combination of mental exhaustion and up-canyon winds had us dragging when we arrived at Coon Creek. Mark F. and I crashed immediately while Mark J. read under the mother Sycamore. A collage of scenes from the day including the infamous baby doll, volcanic neck, spiny hazard, Sycamores, full moon, groover view, and Coon Creek.