Running through the trees:
Climbing over a dam:
Swingers:
The old dilapidated bridge remains our favorite:
To the wharf:
We were mesmerized by a family of playful, cheeky river otters:
They kept getting closer and closer and eventually tried to kiss us from below (no we're not praying):
They sure gave us a show, though we imagined the boat owners don't think so kindly of them:
The family:
Ferg enjoyed impersonating the way the otters shook their butts when peeing over the edge of the wharf into the water:
Trudging home...
