The next morning was clear and bright. As we rounded the next bend we realized we were closer to lock 17 than we thought. We made it through without any problems and cruised on. The rest of the day took us through islands surrounded by duck blinds and real pretty wooded areas.
We made 29 miles without troubles and stopped outside of lock 18 for the night. We pulled off at a rough little access point where we assumed the bird hunters put in. We didn't want to amp right on top of their little parking area or the embankment so we tucked down on the other side in a sheltered little hole. We made a pleasant little fire, blogged a bit and hit the sack.
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