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The River Journal Chapter 20 The Second Leg Begins

  Back from Dallas and raring to give the River another shot my first stop was to check in with my shuttle friends at the Cotter Trout Dock….. When I had a chance, I asked the owner if they had the tackle for setting up a “White River Rig”. I had not forgotten the previous […]

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The River Journal Chapter 19 The End of the First Leg

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The River Journal Chapter 18 The drive home.

The trip was going very well. I stopped in Clinton for coffee and then again somewhere south of Little Rock but mostly just kept the hammer down listening to the XM jazz station. Sometimes XM will play good stuff on bluesville or Bill Wax will have a guest and I get to enjoy whatever blues […]

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The River Journal Chapter 17 Norfork, Arkansas end of the first leg.

After the bluff I had to start paying more attention to guiding the little canoe I called “Proud Mary”. The map showed highway 341 crossing the river. The bridge was a tall one. I was surprised at the expense and the expanse. Not long after the 341 would be the town of Norfork and the […]

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The River Journal Chapter 16 Smith’s Island to Shipp’s Ferry..a wonderful day

I was in no hurry as I pushed off from Smith Island. If all went well, the metropolis of Norfork, Arkansas would be my next stop. For the first time I was able to see the bottom of the river. I was shocked to see how shallow it was. Thinking about the “breaks” or rapids […]

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The River Journal Chapter 15 Hear that Train a comin’

I miss the “Man in Black”. About two a.m. I heard another old friend. The deep loping sound of giant cams in a big old triple diesel locomotive set up. I had forgotten the tracks ran at rivers edge in this narrow valley. The tree canopy created a great sound chamber. The river had quietened. […]

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The River Journal Chapter 13 Onward to Smith Island

As the little canoe moved downstream from Buffalo City I looked for the mouth of the Buffalo. As I eased around the first sharp curve in the river there it was.  The Scouts had complained it was a tough quarter to half mile paddle. I believed it. I don’t know how they did it. The […]

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White River Chapter 12 …Buffalo City and the Cub Scouts

When I landed on the Buffalo City boat ramp there were two men and three or four boys milling about. They were part of a Cub Scout Troupe from Houma, Louisiana. One of the Dads was a really nice guy. He came over and remarked on my jacket and how cold it could get and […]

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The River Journal Chapter 11 Rim Shoals to Buffalo City the worst is over ?

The worst is over. The sun is warming the air.  The fog had become intermittent. But the clash between the cold river water and hot air would continue to create fog off and on all day. According to my little map it was another seven and a half miles down to Buffalo City and the […]

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The River Journal Chapter 10 Rim Shoals and Lunch

At that point my little rain soaked government map indicated I was approaching the Rim Shoals boat ramp. I ran her aground at the wrong location. I had mistaken a steep private ramp in a cluster of nice new river homes. I guess I was so anxious to get to dry land that any old […]

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