We found a deer mummy. Looks like it was swept downstream and caught under some fallen trees maybe. The skin was taught like paper. Mia was rubbing on it for a few minutes before I realized what she might be up to. Luckily, it had already lost its smell.
On the way back up the other side of the island we stopped for a game of curling/bocce rock.
Lazlo, of course, had to get in the river. But this is all the deeper he went. I guess he's not completely retarded.