I’m always so happy to publish something from intrepid traveler, writer, and photographer Ursula Moeller. Here is more from her trip down the Green River.
Beaver tracks with dragging tail, human footprints alongside for scale.
Our luxury facilities. I could almost stand up in this tent and the roof was mesh so we could watch the stars. With no ambient light the sky was deepest black with what seemed like an infinite number of stars.
The Milky Way was so pronounced I felt I could walk on it.
It was cold and rainy our last day. The other days had been very hot and sunny.
Our system for carrying three canoes.
Two were our old ones from Syracuse NY which we brought out here to the southwest.