Good evening everyone! I guess I should say, good morning? It would be 4 o’clock...oh my goodness 5 o’clock back home. Monday morning I think...it’s 2 o’clock now.
Oh...what a day.
67 miles in...14 hours I think, of endless stretches of open water, too many storms to count, a driving rain storm, an incessant headwind...
The Yukon River I promise you has no soul. But it has been beaten this day an I am on dry land. God it feels so good. What a scary place. What a scary place...
I don’t even know how far I am. Everything that I have has been put into the last two days on The Yukon River. So I’ll sleep tonight, do laundry in the morning, get myself reset, and refueled.