Way back in 1993 we purchased a Navarro canoe. It was a lofty goal to own such a thing, We had seen them at REI and stood enviously at their side for hours. 1000 more dollars than we had to our name and us not exactly living on a lake we had to wait until I was done with school. Jon drove all the way to Santa Cruz to save 50 dollars at the time and drove back in terror of it falling off the car. One of the very first treks we made was up Lagunitas River off the Tomales River in point reyes. A hard launch but a beautifully familiar landscape. I remember black berries that were as big as apples sucking up water from the banks. And I remember something else too.
A beaver dam.
