Here's the rest of my room. You can't see this sink in the prior entry -- it is very small but adequate.
At 4pm we meet in the common area downstairs for introductions, to discuss the trip and go over any questions that any of us might have. There will be five paying customers and our guides, Merlin and Cheryl on this trip: myself, Susan (From Victoria, BC), Dave (Abbottsford, BC?), and Barry and Patty (Prince George, BC). Merlin lets us know that they have a reservation at the Bear's Paw Cafe for anyone who wishes to join them for dinner. Patty, Barry, Dave and I join them. As isolated as Wells is, Patty sees two people she knows. Undoubtedly, the Art Festival has swelled the population of Wells for the weekend.
I am too tired after dinner to do any more exploring of the town, and Merlin gives me the items I rented (sleeping bag, river bag and thermal pads) so I can pack. I set aside my clothes for the next day and pack everything else as I don't want to have to do it in the morning--at the last minute.
When I am finally settled, I take two benedryl, read a couple pages in my book, get sleepy and turn off the light at about 9pm. It is still light and I hear the really bad guitar player again but it doesn't matter, I fall fast asleep until my alarm wakes me in the morning.