Yesterday, my neighbor Colin and I went down about 5 miles of the Clearwater River in my raft. The water was low, the wind was blowing up stream, and I was learning about the fit of my raft. it is a bit smaller than the old one, the set up with where one sits and the oar location is different, not to my liking, but these are fixable.
I also pulled out my wall tent that I twice spent summer in. the old tent was not in as bad condition as I feared, a bit of work needs to go into fixing it. I am unsure if I want to keep or sell the loving place. Lots of memories, good and bad, coincide with the tent.
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