One of my favorite parts of this trip is actually not the endless hours of paddling every day (though that can be fun, too). In fact, if I were to rate the things I enjoy in order of enjoyment, it would go something like this:
1. Meeting new people
2. Exploring new cities
3. Paddling
The hard part about cities is finding a place to camp. We have discovered that even the largest metropoli (is that the plural of metropolis?) have little hidden spots along the river. In Peoria it was a forested bank along a drainage ditch. In St. Louis it was floodland behind a catholic school, in Memphis it was the tip of Mud Island.
Here in Vicksburg, well, I won’t say, because we’re still camping there and I don’t want anybody finding us.
But the librarian told me my computer time was up. Sorry. I’ll write more later.