I was blessed today in that the major sponsor of this Cruising for a Cure Expedition will paddle alongside my boat "AnnA”. John Ruskey will accompany me all the way to St. Francisville.
Ruskey and his sidekick, Mark “River”, arrived in Natchez at 1300 as planned. All of us had lunch at Gail Guido’s house, literally about 10 yards across the road from the boat ramp. The Natchez news paper showed up, as promised, for photos and interviews at 1330. We said goodbye to Gail and others under the hill, and was able to paddle out by 1430, hoping to get 30 miles in before dark.
The paddle down was filled with laughter and catching up on stories. We stopped to swim several times, and I have found that getting back in the boat as it floats downstream is a piece of cake. The cool water, coupled with the shade from my umbrella, I was quite comfortable, even though it was hot.
We found one of the finest campsites on the Mississippi here at mile 335, some 28 miles below Natchez. Just love this site. Ground has clean sand at the shoreline, with a deep bead of leaves covering the small island knoll that is surrounded by water. I don't recommend trying to find it on your own though, for it is tucked away deep in sycamore saplings, which will soon be on the other side of the shoreline debris. Those following with SPOT can see where we are, as well as follow the journey, with pings every 10 minutes.
I am now relaxed and listening to music by John Ruskey with River turned in for the night already. John cooked dinner, and River and John built a fire. Our spot is shady, so it should cool off soon for a good night’s sleep.
Would like to take this opportunity to thank Layne Logue for paddling from Vicksburg to Natchez with Me. I can’t imagine completing this journey without the Quapaw Canoe Company, John Ruskey and River. A huge thanks to them for driving down and paddling to St. Francisville. And, finally, Gail Guido, who hosted my stay in the fine city of Natchez. Without River Angels such as these folks, this Expedition to raise awareness and funding for research to fight the dreaded childhood disease Type 1 Diabetes would not have been possible.
I'm the Grey Beard Adventurer. But you can call me Dale Sanders, and these are my stories.