Stanislaus River Dawn
Julian and I went rafting on the Stanislaus River with his cousins David and Steven, Uncle Chris and Aunt Dejonghe (my nephews and in-laws). A good time was had by all.
In the early morning at the campsite by the put-in, there was a cool mist over the river (shown here). But later on in the day it was hot hot hot!
I’ve often thought that river trips are dream-like: the slow progression to putting-in, and the one-way trip with a logic all its own. Once you are on a river you do not know where it will take you, and most of the choices are made by the river.
