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2012-05-12 tl;dr: A boring day on the Mississippi. Bluff mining. Dead Catfish. Sandy beaches. I am so tired of sleeping indoors and fidgety staying in a hotel for two days. This was probably exasperated by not being able to periodically confirm that my kayak hadn't wandered off, because I had it hidden in woods a mile and a half away.That raptor chick was still in the roots as I made my way back to the Mississippi. I felt bad leaving it there, but it would probably have shredded my arm had I attempted to move it. There was a half-eaten mouse next to it, so either it got really lucky or it has a parent helping it out. This stretch of the Mississippi is scenic. Look, there's a perfectly good picturesque bluff. Let's mine it for rocks. I started my first fire today. I almost never light fires while camping. I created this fire while eating lunch just so I could burn garbage. My own garbage that is. I threw in some other garbage as well, though. A school of dead catfish came floating down the river. I have no good theory. Because the Mississippi is often referred to as the "Big Muddy", I expected more mud. But I see sandy beaches all day long, at least on the Illinois side. It's getting late, so let me find a place to camp. And...nothing but rocks. But at least it's not mud. |
 kayak is still stashed   chick is still hanging out  back on the Mississippi  barge full of rocks  Kennett's Castle  bluff mining   industrial geyser  burning trash   hard to tell, but this is a school of dead catfish  JINX P SMITH  setting up camp |