"The next challenge will be to reach the White River. A route will have to be scouted through the briars, snake-infested woods and alligator swamps. The explorers will then manually portage all of their gear and canoes from the Arkansas River to the White River, a process that might require one long dirty day."
"The Big Muddy" follows centuries of human efforts to conceptualize this landscape of mud as a place with firm barriers between water and land, and then make these conceptions reality. A few examples: early French explorers repeatedly failed to locate the mouth of the Mississippi out of an inability to imagine a vast, multi-channeled delta. Rice, and then indigo, tobacco, and sugar encouraged settlers to drain, divide, and levee the landscape.
My previous posts have looked at various aspects of my most recent trip to Canada & the USA – here are a few incidental point and shoot photos from my wanders around various cities, towns, rivers, bayous and forests over the past month or so…
The river was up 40 feet at the Greenville Bridge by the time we got there - swelled by the normal snowmelt in many of the 37 States and 2 Canadian provinces that drain into it and also from the floodwaters that flowed down from the Cumberland River that had trashed Nashville, Tennessee a couple of weeks ago - all of this made for some exciting canoeing - with many of the sandbars and islands under water.
Here are just a few pix from the northern part of my trip though the USA and Canada over the past few weeks. I’m in Mississippi right now and will post some more pix from my trip down the Mississippi River over the next few days.
Yesterday I drove through Fate, Texas and had lunch in Hope, Arkansas - notable only for the fact that President Bill Clinton was born there. I doubt that he has had much reason to get back there in a while. Here are some quick shots of things I saw along the way...
By the way, I'm only moving into a different house because my sweetie and I want to buy one together that is truly 'ours' if you know what I mean - Roger Stolle, Cathead Music with a new twist on why you'd sell a house
The First Presbyterian Church at Port Gibson was built by the Reverend Zebulon Butler, who had the unfortunate distinction of also being the subject of its first service - his funeral.