the boats arrive
and the paddles
last chance to use the potty... aka "poop here, anus PCP"
there was so much mud on the banks, which did NOT cause Matt to slip and fall on his ass
away we go. the river was so high and swift that we could paddle sporadically
and cruise quietly
tons of fun
the tree trunks are submerged in the river after Irene
i loved the bridges
and all of the buzzing dragonflies-
this guy hitched a ride for quite a while
last bridge- flower bridge. a week earlier the bottom of it was underwater
another awesome day in Connecticut.