Page 69 - "Mississippi in the 1st Person" - Michael James Stone (Demo/Free)
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Which is how I got to the Miss. Learning to kayak.
The water was cold and the chill could be felt in my boots, but as with all excitement you can’t
focus on everything so it was soon forgotten as shallows made me walk, over and over and
over again. Hence my name for this part of journey……...the Mississippi Creek.
I munched on my first handful of candy corn and wow what a pick me up. Besides nutrition I
knew I would need sugar too and lots of it. I had brought 5 lbs of candy corn.
The straightaway shortening now I could see the next bend was more northerly and it seemed
some evergreens were coming down with a slope to meet the marsh and the creek at the elbow.
Water was babbling and I was growing accustomed to it.
The clarity was good and bad at the same time. The good was I could see the bottom of the riv-
er and what was in it. The bad was the same. An awful lot of branches lying in the bottom of
the river seemed to have broken off with jagged points sticking up, or maybe I was over-
reacting.
