I started across nervously. The branch, only a few inches in diameter, shifted underneath my feet and I leaned onto one of my poles for support...except the pole kept sinking. If you want an adrenaline rush, try crossing a thigh-deep bog/swamp/mudpit on a wobbly log, and putting all of your weight down on a pole you expect to sink only a few inches. My weight came crashing down on my pole, offsetting my balance even more, until it finally hit bottom a few feet down. I had a couple more wobbles like that and breathed a huge sigh of relief to be on solid ground again...falling into that would not have been pleasant!
Lots of moose scat today as well...we've seen a lot and a few tracks, but no moose yet! It's the last animal on my list to see out here so I hope I do see one.
The forest was thick and we ended up walking until 7 before we found a place to camp. We cooked dinner sitting on the trail and went to bed right after. Doing a few extra miles today, as opposed to stopping at the shelter on Smarts, will shorten tomorrow to about 16.
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