It is Tuesday morning and my stop in Memphis is now only a memory. Paddled out from downtown Memphis as scheduled. It was hot and muggy, but the excitement of the moment overshadowed all the discomforts of being confined to the cockpit of my Wenona Canoe, which John Ruskey of Quapaw Canoe Company had played a major role in selection and acquisition. Was blessed with John's presence as we left Memphis, as well as Rod Wellington of Canada, Jonathan Brown from the Apple headquarters, and many of my family members and local supporters.
The team paddled out at 1230. We were accompanied by Isaiah Allen who joined us for the day. As we maneuvered through the fast moving waters toward our planned campsite on Cat Island, the team was still floating with euphoric joy from our brief stop in Memphis.
Our campfire highlighted the evening. I could see it from my tent front door, beautifully sparkling and surrounded by laughter from teammates who gathered for an evening of entertainment. Sorry I could not stay to enjoy the serenity of the moment, but the whirlwind of activities over the past three days had taken their toll. I had no more miles to paddle before I slept.
I'm the Grey Beard Adventurer. But you can call me Dale Sanders, and these are my stories.