We woke to falling rain at 6am. Not bad considering several scouts did put up a rain fly last night. Breaking camp with a pop tart in our belly, we set off at 7:30.
We canoed like nobody’s business this morning. We paddled past Oil City and the rain started to pour. It didn’t last too long, just long enough to get everyone soaked.
We made landfall at noon. It was a bit further than anyone expected with the curving river.
Next Stop: Arby’s.
