Paddling
We have rested near the water, Seen the fleck and shimmering- flow, Of the waters kissed by Nature, Lovely river Tugaloo, Where the Cherokee once rambled, Sported ‘mid the scenes so wild, Where the forest and the river Have the wood-gods oft beguiled. from “Occonneechee, The Maid of the Mystic Lake” by Robert Frank Jarrett, 1916 Since I’ve gotten my new kayak … Read More “Paddling Up the Long Nose” »