Page 92 - "Mississippi in the 1st Person" - Michael James Stone (Demo/Free)

In the Morning there was a part of me that just
wanted to stay where I was because the camp

site itself was so inviting.

But a new part of me was awakening that really
wanted to get going, almost anxiously.

I had my campfire last night so the hiker/camper

in me was satisfied but the river kayaker felt
more a virgin than ever.

Most of my kayaking in two or three days had

been walking. That wasn’t what I came for.

I wanted the river.

I admit I didn’t know what to expect but this
wasn’t what I was lead to believe so my morning

wasn’t grumpy, just perfunctory.

And of course I still had to load the kayaks again
and get going…..

Most of my gear wasn’t exactly what you
call kosher to backpackers or standard for

outfitters.

I used things from home as much as possible
like Zip Lock bags and kitchen utensils. I

did this on purpose because while I wanted
to save money, I wanted to prove it could be
done by everyday people who might just

take the kitchen sink because they can’t af-
ford a “camp kit.”

I called it Po’Boy after my knack for impro-

vising common household items.