Morning Mist

Huron River, Argo Park to Gallup Park

2 October 2016

Ellen and I snuck out early this morning for a quick paddle through town, and what a treat it was.  Fall is just starting to show in the leaves, and the cool morning air made the river give up a little steam that hung in the morning sun.  After days and days of rain, the river was high–so high, its banks weren’t visible in most places, and we clipped along with the fast current pushing us. We were the only boats out that early, though we saw many herons taking their morning wades (Ellen saw one catch its breakfast) and two deer frolicking in someone’s backyard.  Last forever, fall.  Please!