I should have gotten my camera out earlier. Here James has already sawed the log in two and it's fallen off its perch - the undercarriage of the building. At about half tide, it had come to rest completely off the ground somewhere between high and low water mark. This was certainly not the monster log of early January, but it did stretch nearly the width of the building. Earlier in the day, Lee tried to push it back into the river with the pike pole, but the log would have none of that.