Page 53 - "Mississippi in the 1st Person" - Michael James Stone (Demo/Free)

Back at the Cabin it was time. Time to leave. Time to pack up and get gone. General plan had
been to launch from Gulsvig today. That was slipping away with loading the truck and getting

to the Landing. I made the offer once we got there that maybe we could stay the night and Lori
could make the Long Drive in the morning.

The drive back to Utah would be over a thousand miles and while we had planned on drivers,

all bailed out at the last minute. But I knew Lori with all her negative talk, could easily do it.
She had done it before and besides, she and I had lived in Alaska. I knew how tough she really
was.

After some thought, she agreed and as setting sun was beginning, I started loading the boats.
600lbs for one kayak, 400lbs for the other. I planned on not needing to do a food stop for a

month at least……..or that was my wishful thinking.

Gear would be cargo netted and kayaks would serve as kitchens, camp, bedrooms, hailing
trucks and anything I need them to be. Everything anyone had ever told me or warned me or

said to bring I had. And more. Of course after saying what to bring then they said I couldn’t
bring…..funny how that works with back seat planners.

Lori can sleep anywhere and she was fast asleep in the truck long before I got ever close to fin-

ishing the kayaks. In the end I was so worn out by Midnight I was sure I had not packed the
boats right but I though “if I can get to the first cabin stop”……..fuzzy logic like fuzzy math
only works if fuzzy wuzzy was a bear and my mind was asleep long before my body.

I would launch in the Morning no matter what I had done and so I set the alarm and passed out

literally.