First light, first day.
My private island for three nights on Eagle Creek.
"Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates." - Mark Twain
Paddling group on their way up Eagle Creek after stopping to swim
Augerhole Branch, looking south
Rope swing on the island
Evening on Fontana
Keeping the food away from the bears
Backcountry campsite 87
Visitors
Heading north up Eagle Creek
Where the cold waters of Eagle Creek meet the warm waters of Fontana Lake.
