It was a truly fine day for some time on the river. I am always amazed at the quickness of the Uwharrie's flow. The river level was lower than most trips but we encountered no problems bottoming out. There was one riffle we had to drag around. A tree had lodged across the riffle providing no passage through.
We saw the standard quota of ducks, kingfishers and GB Herons. And many turtles out soaking up the sun. Toward the end of our float we kept hearing singing. It sounded like someone was singing in the woods but it stayed at the same volume as we floated downriver. Could some be paddling behind us and singing? After loading the boats and heading to the Eldorado Outpost for some Blenheim Ginger Ale, the mystery was solved. There sat the singer with more watts of amplifying power than you could imagine.
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