Just make it through the rapids by dark. We kept hearing this and felt no urgency for our departure. We donned our wetsuits and began paddling the Green River. We planned to optimize our efforts by running a clean line in the major channel, using easy but steady strokes. Moose and deer visited the shore.
Otters swam along the boat.
In spite of optimal game viewing, we were eager for the rapids as deliverance from the monotony of the meandering flat water. After a sustained rapids section, the water went flat again. We pulled over to shore to change into nighttime clothing. Back on the river, the slow water began to speed up. Twilight faded into darkness and we could still hear yet another set of rapids.