It was a slow but enjoyable morning drinking coffee and taking in the river. Lots of rain throughout the day. Sometime around mid afternoon we ran into our Swiss friends near a creek bed where we were filling up water. Turns out, one of them had lost his rain jacket a while back. With how much rain and cool weather we’ve had recently, no rain jacket would be an easy excuse to have a miserable time, but our friend seemed to be in high spirits. Luckily for him, Jackson had a rubber rain jacket that he had yet to use this trip. He made the kind and karma induced decision to pass on the jacket to our friend. Receiving a rain jacket in the wet and cold when you don’t have one is the type of stuff that makes a trip. I’m happy we were able to help him. Later on in the day we passed the pair in a downpour, with the new jacket getting its first use. 

Rain on and off the rest of the day. After looking for a long while we finally found camp, and it's a great one. A big meadow clearing overlooking the river with ample wood and flat tent spots. Not to mention we are staring directly into a ridge of mountains just off the river that are amazingly beautiful and gnarly. 

Peanut sauce stir fry on the fire for dinner. Life is good.