the river

a fine cool afternoon at the chattahoochee, with the first blush of fall just showing in the trees ---

occasionally annoyed by a gaggle of boy scouts, who had not yet learned the virtues of silence when exploring natural areas --- we hope they were not on their way to vandalize another public resource

water was as low as i've ever seen it --- probably a good time to see the old rock fish weirs, if you knew where they were in the river ---

dog is tired by the time we get home