The Huron River was a popular place to be Saturday as everyone seemed to have the same idea we had, embracing these precious summer days before the kids go back to school, the football season starts, and the leaves fall from the trees. We must have passed 30 canoes/kayaks when it was all said and done. Al got the only catch of the day as the fish were being finicky. After the float, we all converged at the Gus household for some good eats (goooood brats) and fire watching. Hanging with friends is a great thing. I am lucky to have them.
Trail Head
