Last night, there was a storm, but it did not rain a lot, so in the morning I decided to go back to the river, cross it and explore the woods on the other side as I had an idea there were more beavers and other raccoons than here now.
I walked down along the river to find a place where I could raft across. I made a small raft to transport my equipment, my traps in particular across the river. I attached a cord to the raft and swam across holding the cord. After getting out of the river I made a fire to dry myself and my things and I ate some meat.
Then, while walking through the woods, I noticed the footprints of fur animals I knew well, beavers of course, lynxes, foxes ... I set a few traps. I went down to the valley and I saw fires in the distance. There was an Indian village.
Soon, a group of Indians, maybe Blackfoot or Sioux came to meet me. They were not hostile, they just wanted to exchange furs with me.