Saturday morning, July 15.
In a packraft, it was Fun, Fun, Fun. Crooked canyon in particular was PR heaven.
Don't undertake the Little Nahanni lightly however. A swim in Crooked Canyon could be long.
The next day the sun was poking though and stoke was high. After all, this was the day that would get us to the South Nahanni, as well as getting to run the big ledge rapid just downstream.
Living up to its trade route status, we encountered a group of canoeists as soon as we hit it. This is the exception rather than the norm, as they were the only canoes we saw.
We floated another 10km or so to the mouth of the creek which would theoretically provide (easy?) access to the ridge tops and our pass over to the named creek which would takes us to the broken skull.