8 July: Days-31,Total-32; Miles-32, Total-1157 – Chuck

Bill departed a few minutes ago; I just started and am silently drifting as I write. Everything is so still. The river is like a mirror; absolutely smooth and reflecting the image of the mountains making them look twice as magnificent. It all brings to mind the lines from Robert Service's "The Spell of the Yukon":

"The summer, no sweeter ever,
The sunshiney woods all athrill,
The grayling aleap on the river,
The bighorn asleep on the hill.
The strong life that never knows harness,
The wilds where the caribou call.
The freshness, the freedom, the farness,
God, how I'm stuck on it all."

We will fire this off later today when we get to Tanana.

 


 

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