Each day comes with a new nickname and configuration, to both the canopy and the weight dispersement.
Today the name is the Oregon Trail. And it’s time for her maiden voyage.
The first day of the river was challenging. Floating less than 30 minutes, a giant tree fell less than 10 seconds in front of us. All the way across the river. The canopy blocked the view to see it early too. I figure we were one pause, anytime throughout the day, away from having serious problems.
These girls were floating the river just behind us. We all helped each other port around.
Each evening is also looking like it’ll need patch and cure time. I think the first puncture happened on land while porting around 2 trees. There’s also a bunch of fat beavers in this branch of the river, north of Waynesboro, VA.
I setup camp on the river early to work on the boat, both patches and canopy. After checking the regional radar, paying attention to areas way further upstream. I feel good there won’t be any flash flooding.