Sunday, I was paddling with a group of friends and was assisting someone that was falling behind and before I knew it, we were up a creek with a two-bladed paddle. We puzzled where we were, but the tall grasses made it difficult to see any landmarks. After too many minutes, I pulled out my iPhone, opened up Google Maps and it told me EXACTLY where I was and I used the satellite imagery to get back on track in five minutes. It was great, and I would love to have that kind of thing with a marine GPS unit.
Scott, we had passed the Parker Rive, never hugged the left bank, but drifted straight ahead and into... the creek. And, it was beautiful. I have some great pictures! Now, I can recognize THREE places that won't get me to The Black Cow.
Stew