Doug and I were paddling the St. Francis River. He had
completed the rapid called Rickidy Rack and was in an eddy.
I was still in the rapid when I realized he was trying to get my
attention. His helmet was off, he was pointing to the top of
his head and flapping his arms like wings. I immediately
knew what he was telling me. There was a bald eagle in
a tree adjacent to the river. My thought was, "have I been
around this person too much?"
Just one of a million memories.
I miss you Buddy!
