Bob Ballard and Pastor Steve will be here soon. I hope all the hulls can fit on their vehicles. Packed everything into bags and totes last night and woke at 4AM., thinking that the tent set up on the decking could be a going with the wind sail of sorts. I'll try that later.
Bob is here. We can only get one hull on his car. Pastor Steve will be late, he has a doctor's appointment. Well, daddy, I am here. It took several trips and I am near freezing. We took almost until 5PM to get the equipment unloaded. We had to relocate to Foster Falls, to the Millrace campground. A nice concerned, conservation officer thought it best that I not set up my boats on the Austinville Landing. He felt the wind and the water were much too cold. So here I am. I'll pole one boat upstream to say I was there.
The tent is set up, but it is designed for summer use and is inadequate for this temperature. It is snowing and the wind is strong enough to blow the tent material right down sideways onto my sleeping bag. Gosh, I am cold!
Ice on everything when I went to the outhouse. I hope to load all the gear in the single hulls and run the class three rapid ahead of me in the morning. Those rapids are the reason for the name Foster Falls.
Nite, nite. Brr.
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