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| Sydney and a little frog. |
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| Adam and some buddies. |
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| Kim, Sydney, and I. |
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| A rope swing along the way. Sydney's first try at it... |
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| WooHoo. |
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| One of three or four brown trout we caught. The mad has both brown and rainbow. We never caught a rainbow. All the browns were about this size but we saw some that were quite a bit bigger. |
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| White Sucker. Saw pretty large schools of these things. The great thing about the mad river is the water clarity. Really clear spring water. And really cold. |
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| It was probably a two or three feet deep here with grass growing off the bottom. |
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| Adam with another white sucker. No idea why these things were biting on rooster tails. |
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| Our only portage. River mile 39.1. |
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| Adam standing on one of only about three gravel bars we passed. The section of river we canoed had very consistent depth (between 2 and 5 feet) and consistent current. Only steering. Almost no paddling. |
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| Bye Bye. |
