Yes, I’m headed all the way to the Gulf.
Wow, the water so shallow you could walk across the river here a few weeks ago?
The rain let up, and I set off.
I paddled 20 miles down to Blackberry campsite. Similar to Crazy James’ where you have to haul your stuff up a hill, the campsite was nice—and provided a bear-proof locker for my food. Not sure if there are bear this far east, but was happy to have a way to confound the raccoons. After hauling all my gear up the hill, I was sweating. I realized how much I’ve been enjoying the perfect 60-75 degree weather so far. After a wet-wipe “bath” in my tent, and still sweating, I realized how much more difficult and uncomfortable everything will be, as I move further south and into the hottest months. For dinner, I enjoyed a packet of corn chowder with a packet of ramen mixed in (not cooked—just cold water poured over it, and a longer waiting period before eating).