On October 24, Judith piggybacks a visitor child through shallows where walmon are splashing. Water in a tributary is too low for chum and coho to run. After November rains, torrents roar downriver. Judy accidentally falls in, scrambles out and gets back water-sampling. Old-timers tell her of a decline in salmon.
Loggers confess their sins.
They have logged steep slopes, cleared trees to the water's edge, reduced the capacity of the land to absorb rainwater. They have caused floods, erosion, and, silting. They promise not to do it again. Judy returns to the lab in her wetsuit. She is here to measure, not to accuse.