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Took the kayak out and dragged a friend along for a relaxing float on Causey for the Summer Solstice.
Stillwater Sunset by ashergrey, on Flickr
Like Pineview, Ogdenites tend to treat Causey like a bathtub. Unlike Pineview, there are no ski boats to churn up the channels. Instead, it's a place of paddles, fishing lures and trolling motors.

We put on late in the afternoon under comfortably warm sunlight.

Winds were calm. Our paddles gurgled against little ripples.

Sliding into the channel of the south fork, our boats were dwarfed by big rock walls and pines.

Silvery little fish were jumping everywhere. Schools of them leapt in celebratory parades alongside our hulls.

We went up the left hand fork, through a logjam to the free-running waters of its tributary creek.

I'd hoped to hike a ways up the creek to some waterfall's I've heard exist up there. It turned out to be a major bushwhack though, so we only proceeded a fraction of a mile up the stream bed before returning.

This moose carcass rotted next to the waterway. A good reminder that even water that looks clean and untainted probably isn't.

The long-lasting summer sun took its time in setting.

We paddled back into its blinding light.
Paddling into Sunset by ashergrey, on Flickr
It's beautiful flatwater float, if you can look past the occasional bobbing beer can.

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Like Pineview, Ogdenites tend to treat Causey like a bathtub. Unlike Pineview, there are no ski boats to churn up the channels. Instead, it's a place of paddles, fishing lures and trolling motors.

We put on late in the afternoon under comfortably warm sunlight.

Winds were calm. Our paddles gurgled against little ripples.

Sliding into the channel of the south fork, our boats were dwarfed by big rock walls and pines.

Silvery little fish were jumping everywhere. Schools of them leapt in celebratory parades alongside our hulls.

We went up the left hand fork, through a logjam to the free-running waters of its tributary creek.

I'd hoped to hike a ways up the creek to some waterfall's I've heard exist up there. It turned out to be a major bushwhack though, so we only proceeded a fraction of a mile up the stream bed before returning.

This moose carcass rotted next to the waterway. A good reminder that even water that looks clean and untainted probably isn't.

The long-lasting summer sun took its time in setting.

We paddled back into its blinding light.

It's beautiful flatwater float, if you can look past the occasional bobbing beer can.

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