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There’s a kind of quiet you only get in a cypress swamp. The water is still enough to mirror the moss, and the only sound is a paddle and the odd bird you can’t see.
We had no real plan beyond seeing what was around the next bend, and then the one after that.
By the time we turned back the light had gone gold. We paddled slower on the way out.