Day 25 Yukon River

The day was spent paddling the big, braided waters of the Yukon. Once set up for the night, a small calico looking fox, mixed with red and black splotches, came sneaking in on our beached canoe.  With the food near the boat, Jackson bolted up and chased the fox away by sprinting at the little guy, who would flee just far enough to be out of harm's way before turning back and calming staring right back at Jackson, almost as if to mock him. This went on for quite some time before Jack hurled a few rock toward our intrigued companion, all of which missed miserably.  The fox kept sneaking around our camp all evening. It made for a fun but high stakes game of trying to spot and spook the critter before he got into any of our things.