Rafts on the Yampa
Knowing that we had a long day ahead of us, we all got up and got going. The river moved quickly, so we didn't have to work too hard, but there was some wind to slow us down. We stopped for another great lunch, and then made it to Big Joe camp in the late afternoon.
Big Joe was our most difficult camp. The beach was small and covered with willows, and the upper bench had a lot of cactus. The river bed had really silty mud that would suck the shoes off of your feet if you didn't keep moving. I had to unload the entire boat from the front, which meant pulling a lot of my gear over the cooler.
It turns out that we were smart to have gotten going early. Not long after we got to camp, a commercial training group landed above our camp and began discussing what their next choice would be. Apparently, we had grabbed their preferred camp.
It turns out that we were smart to have gotten going early. Not long after we got to camp, a commercial training group landed above our camp and began discussing what their next choice would be. Apparently, we had grabbed their preferred camp.
My umbrella tent made setting up camp easy, and soon I was relaxing and having a delicious dinner.
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