Sunday, June 6, 2010
Making Connections on the River
Every spring one of our first river trips is with our Godchildren. This year we motored up river through the turbulence of Miles Canyon to find a sunny sandbar for a picnic. Andrew took the helm while Hen kept a close eye on the river. Hen was going to drive us home in the afternoon.
The rest of gang, bundled up for the wind, settled in for the ride. Seamus read his book in the shelter of the bow while Bronwyn and Julian took turns keeping company with Petrie, the warm dog.
We're a bit late this year. The river has started to rise so the sandbar isn't nearly as large as I remember it from previous visits. But it is still big enough for us to trace out a big ring for playing Fox and Goose. This year we even have a small island in the course.
There's plenty of action. I sit on the sandbank and take photos. Last time I played my knee was wrecked for months. We are planning a Chilkoot Trail hike later this month so I have to be careful, or lazy in the warm sun, you decide.
The obligatory photo of the boat. It gets us into a lot of great places. As we are winding down our games some of the neighbours come over to join us for a cookie and to trade some river stories. They are traveling in a lovely cedar strip canoe made by their grandpa back in the 1970s. There are lots of connections out here.