Haukur and I packed up our gear and headed slowly up to the lake again. We took our time and napped in the marsh.
Set up the tents in the woods around the lake.
The beavers had been creating dams and killing the trees in the area. There were small lakes turquoise lakes with dead trees growing out of them. Devastatingly beautiful.
Made a fire, music, and food. Stared at the coals until bed.
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