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We found a sandbar island in the Red River (at least we think it was the Red River) swimming with beautiful butterflies (one of which can be seen in the upper right) and covered with the world’s most perfect rock-skipping rocks. After a lunch of Stroganoff noodles cooked in our trusty JetBoil, and ample rock-skipping, we took a well-deserved if slightly bumpy nap.