Last night, a friend and I, put an inflatable canoe in to the Red River and floated down for a few hours.
For those of you that aren't familiar with the Red River, its not an exceptionally beautiful river. And in the dark, the swirling pools of red, murky water are even less attractive. None the less, we had a great time. We enjoyed pipes and good whiskey. We explored an old house that we later found out was built as a movie set. We were chased by people in trucks for the aforementioned exploration. We were then chased and tormented by a couple of beaver, which for whatever reason was even scarier than the people in trucks. All before 9:30.
I have no regrets for being born in the South.....thankya sai.
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Love it...that's my kind of adventure. Sounds like Huck Finn (which I assume you have read)
ReplyDeleteI'll have to tell about my "getting chased by a mad farmer on a tractor" story sometime.
Brian Q