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Two "Perception Swifties" - one Robert's the other William"s but being used by Linda, sit along the shore of Antietam Creek just below the bridge at Devil's Backbone
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Next we shuttle my canoe, "Great Blue" and Bill's kayak (designed by the ocean kayak company Necky) from the Devil's Backbone parking lot to our put in
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Bill Carrigan's kayak has a hull designed for open water more than a river
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in this shot by Linda you can see the inventory of paddles possessed by the river outfitter at Devil's Backbone
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snd the prodigious collection of life-jackets at this same outfitter.
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the fleet of hulls owned by the outfitter at Devil's Backbone on the Antietam
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all craft assembled for launch - Zimmerman performs an inspection
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a skinny old man
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our armada, four craft strong
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Robert launches
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Bill entering a dream-like trance as he appreciates the glorious day on the beautiful Antietam
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Floating the Antietam down from Devil's Backbone
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Floating the Antietam down from Devil's Backbone
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Floating the Antietam down from Devil's Backbone
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Lively light reflected from the surface of a flowing stream
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Both Robert and Bill like to enhance the bliss of a river outting by savoring fine tobacco products - Robert cigarettes - Bill cigars
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stopping for a sumptuous lunch in a little "pirate's cove" between two small islands in the river
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Floating the Antietam down from Devil's Backbone
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Robert brought home-cooked eggplant parmesan and the utensils with which to consume it.
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Robert recognizes the Tilley hat Bill is wearing as the one Richard gave him and then demanded back.
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Floating the Antietam down from Devil's Backbone
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river glimer
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the old Keedysville mill on the Little Antietam
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the Little Antietam pools below the old mill on Keedysville
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Zimmerman flies like the wind towards me as Linda approaches the old mill
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Our landing party just below the old mill on the Little Antietam
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looking back up the Little Antietam towards the old mill
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between Keedysville and our Rt 34 bridge take-out is a sweet little waterfall river-right.
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Waterfall on the Antietam
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Since he floats rivers and not the deep blue sea, sister Toddy points out he can't be a "salty dog" but is rather a "sweet-water dog"
