From high to low

The check point at DuPont was so steep and muddy they had a wooden rung ladder AND ropes for paddlers to climb the bank. Even with that, I saw several sink to their hips in mud or slide backwards into the river and be stuck in water up to their necks.
My unstated goal was to have the guys make a brief stop staying in the boat and away from those shore hazards, get them reprovisioned and underway so they could hopefully reach the bay by dawn and avoid the wind.
Could tell the second they pulled up that wasn't happening. They threw down their paddles and were ready to STOP.  They had paddled into a few dead ends, dealt with gazillions of bugs, and slower current and were mentally fried.
Carefully got them on shore and bedded down for a while. They really only slept from 0245-0400 before they were awake again but refreshed. Got them a solid river breakfast and then they were off for the kids hands around Alligator Lake.
All of the enthusiasm from just a few hours ago was spent. Sleep was fitful. Might as well just keep going.

Yucky muck.