After suiting up and grabbing our paddles, it was time to hit the river.
After success with no one falling out, it's a big high five with the paddles.
Now, it's calm waters until the take out. Time for a quick dip in the river. The little one went first.
There were hiking trails at the take-out point, and we couldn't resist. Our trail met up with the Appalachian Trail, then circled back to the car. At one point, we got separated which was a bit scary. Here's a view from the top of the trail looking down at the river.
On the way home, we passed by an apple orchard and again couldn't resist. We picked a bucket full (actually overflowing) with the most crisp and fresh galas, granny smith, and macintosh apples I've ever tasted.
Glad to be back home, though, safe and sound.