Page 86 - "Mississippi in the 1st Person" - Michael James Stone (Demo/Free)

Because I resisted clocks and time keeping, I was retraining myself back to sunrise and sun-
sets, I had no idea really when I awoke. But I could tell I was getting back to the camp life I so

enjoyed which was early rise and exploring. Come back later and eat.

Before settling into writing and to do kayak duties, I decided to explore this site.

My introduction to these DNR
Canoe sites was less than im-

pressive as I discovered the
landing sites maybe nice or

maybe in winter functional, but
to me these were just “butt ug-
ly” and only stupid would step

on it.

Later on I would prove to be
stupid and lose a pear of rub-

bers in a bog like this one.

I have no idea why I got such

a kick out of these signs but I
have to admit later in my trav-
els, if I saw or used the site I

always felt an adrenaline rush
seeing the sign sometimes far

off in the distance. Once or
twice knocked down and lay-
ing on the ground. Still, by

myself, this was a welcome.

With a vivid imagination like

mine I never regretted seeing
so much this early and vistas
open before me that would be

covered later. I wanted to see
what was behind the “spring

makeover” that lie hidden in
summer and spring.