I turned to retrace my path. Clouds were building in the sky and beginning to encroach on the moon.
Before long even that faint light had gone, and I was left with my headtorch to pick out the shoreline as I followed the north bank back to the put-in.
I had only been on the water for a couple of hours, though it felt much longer. Refreshed already by this trip under moonlight shadows, I could look forward to a promising week with canoe and camera.
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