Very pleasant last evening on the river with just the faintest hint of wind in the air. Later that night, Doran was more than a little surprised to find the canoe in his tent, as it was not there when going to bed. We wandered around soaking up the last of the sunlight, and at least for myself, not wanting it to end. Always take one of these if at all possible each trip. Turning out to document chunks of my life that I like best.