Monthly Archives: November 2011

Riverside, downstream of Baton Rogue. Mile 214.

Sunrise again.  An instant ten degree rise in temperature.  The walls of the tent change from light gray to orange.  All night long towboat and train engines have been rumbling.   Yesterday we passed under the bridges of Baton Rogue … Continue reading

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Frosty morning. Solitude Point, Mile 244.

The sun’s just risen.  First sign of a clear day since Saturday morning.  The frost on our boats and the trees is already steaming. The river continues to rise.  Each night I mark the waterline with a stick, only to … Continue reading

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Under the Hill. Nachez, Mississippi. Mile 363.

The river was alive with movement yesterday. Waters from northern rains push it nearly a foot higher each day.  Driftwood raced along beside us towards the gulf, offering floating roosts for ducks.  Terns and otters searched the brown water for … Continue reading

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The downstream of end of Middle Ground Island. Mile 407.

Around 11 this morning we finished repacking our boats and prepared to leave our floating camp aboard the “sweet olive.”. Helping us launch was a kayaker from the United Kingdom and a towboat captain from Southern Lousiana. The river, as always, … Continue reading

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Mile 437. Vicksburg, Mississippi.

cold air is back, promising a tailwind as we leave the hospitality of our new friends, and the shelter of our temporary home aboard the Sweet Olive-the town’s river tour boat- here in Vicksburg. The river is finally on the … Continue reading

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Snapshot from the Lower Mississippi River, Island 84, Mile 532.

The fire’s burning down beside us.  My socks dry in its fading heat.  A south wind keeps the smoke from our eyes.  Ten feet away waves from a passing towboat are crashing against the soft sandy cliffs. Dinner digests.  We … Continue reading

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I may have spoken too soon.

I put a call in this morning to the caretaker of the small hunting camp that kindly let us store our boats during the last few windy days.  He had offered to give us a lift back over the levee … Continue reading

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Washed up with old friends. Mile 580.

My straw hat just went airborne.  Hit the beach and started rolling.  I darted after it. Pinning it to the sand a few hundred feet away.  Forty mile per hour gusts. Highs in the 80’s.  For four days.  It’s times … Continue reading

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Sandy Reflections at Mile 591.

First there is the sound of metal on metal. The spork’s titanium scratches across the steel bowl. An arm raises and soup is transferred from bowl to mouth. Yum. Warm and spicy. Then the inescapable crunches that come with dinner … Continue reading

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Leaving Memphis.

City after city I see people who want to work their soils, taste clear water, own their lives, and share with each other.  Memphis is no different.  It’s sprouting down here at the edge of the delta, may it grow … Continue reading

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