|Some of the motley crew on the first morning.|
|And osprey find the dead trees a perfect perch.|
|A tired and ragged butterfly catches a brief ride on the raft.|
Of course, I took my paints, but the wildlife doesn't pose for paintings, so I will share a few photos...
|This little bee was very friendly, the wasps...NOT SO MUCH!|
|I was stung twice while sitting and painting. Everyone else on the trip was stung as well. Fortunately there was no need of the many epi-pens that we carried with us.|
|The butterflies were fascinated by the bright colors of my paint box.|
|And a different one by the salt on my ankle.|
|And who knows what I had spilled on the arm of my chair, but both the butterflies and the bees visited this spot multiple times.|
Here is what I was painting in the journal I kept during the trip...
|This little doe was very bold and came right into camp to check us out.|
|Sometime in the night either she or her much abused sister thoroughly chewed a sweaty river shirt which one of my fellow campers who had left it hanging on a tree outside his tent. Every critter seemed to need salt!|
|Grabbing an apple. Sorry about the blur! No time to change to a different shutter speed!|
My hat made a resting place for the dragonflies that were hunting over the river.
|Proud to carry a dragonfly!|
|Geese ignore our passage.|
|A raptor is not so complacent...hawk? eagle?|
|What does Peter see just behind that large dark rock?|
|Male and female bighorns!|
The wildest thing we encountered was a great big dog another rafting group brought with them. He rudely terrorized these little ones. He thought it was all in fun, but they definitely did NOT!