The 4 inch pvc pipe sticking out of the mud is actually the body of a ornate ceramic creamer. A heavy clay piece is a bicycle pedal once the mud is rinsed off. I gather several more objects.
The Farmington River is fairly wide, a middling sort of width, and it has long gradual bends so that one can see a quarter or a half mile ahead. There's no sharp turns and there's no debris to dodge. That middling width keeps the interesting things that happen at the edges close enough to the canoe for fine observation. The river is always a bit short on wildlife, a result of too many towns, farms and golf courses hidden behind the trees that line the bank. But, the floodplain keeps houses and other buildings out of sight for the most part. I spot a couple deer, a pair of Canada geese tending 5 goslings, a mother mallard guarding 9 or 10 ducklings...mostly it is song birds and a hawk or two.
I go upriver 3 hours and downriver 1-1/2, starting and ending at the big sycamore.