Early in the morning it was 28º.

The sun rising illuminates the dam bridge, the hill, and the old lean-to.

Mist over Duck Hole, early in the morning, subliminated condensate.

Bob on the rock crib (partly) and the inlet creek to Duck Hole.

On the right, where we crossed in 1997.

In the sunlight after our run.

The NCCC group before sundown.

Our lean-to before dinner.  Corn bread on the threshold.

Getting photos of the moon from the bridge.

There it is!