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Crossing the river proved to be much easier this time as the water level was low and we were able to jump from boulder to boulder. We walked along the river until we found the place we would cross back.

As we started down to the river, I lost my footing and my musket hit the rocks and tumbled down in front of me, breaking a large chunk off the bottom of the stock and adding a few more character marks. We found the broken piece and determined it could be refitted.

We made it back up to camp uneventfully.
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