This adorable boathouse on the Tred Avon caught my eye as we motored (no wind for the trip upstream) to Peach Blossom Creek for the night. We threw anchor at the mouth of Le Gates Creek and the spot couldn't have been more perfect. There was plenty of afternoon left to swim, read, relax and enjoy the beautiful surroundings.
About midnight, we were awakened by a monstrous thunderstorm. Har and I watched the few lights on the shoreline to see that we weren't dragging anchor. Cole slept. The wind finally subsided but the torrents of rain continued.
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