We headed down the old San Juan that afternoon. There were just four of us, so we could only row four boats.
Peekaboo and Bernie were so light we dragged them up into camp for furniture.
Turns out Peekaboo makes a swell bed for one or two people.
There sure are a lot of traces of our Puebloan forebears up there.
Oops. Hungry trees tried to eat the Juan.
Eight-foot Rapid was easy but fun.
Peekaboo is so quick, stable, and seaworthy that she really doesn’t make very exciting photos. But I guess that’s a good thing.
Brr. Chilly willy mornings.
Andy Hutchinson joined us for this stretch.
As usual, the camping was as much fun as the boating. Juan disassembled into camp chairs, cocktail table, kitchen tables, and a lean-to to camp out of the dew.