I was afraid of this. Tree blocking the Creek. Paul, who I met on Blackwater the first Sunday of the month, had reported this blockage. It had been partly cut away on the left side, but another tree further blocked the way. Resting on the main log, the bow hit the branches of the other deadfall. If I really needed, or wanted to, I could have got over. But, it would have taken too much effort for too short paddling time. It was 2:43. I turned back. Perhaps I would bring the 2 foot shorter Pungo on Sunday.
Just when I saw this gator.
Saw another 4 footed animal, briefly. Not sure what it was. Low, moved fast. I'm thinking pig. Also saw turkeys.
Landed just after 5.