Parking The Boat part IV
Read Part III Here The most stupid thing I did on that day, other than let Tom have his way with me, was following my intuition. I had barely gotten back to clearing the rocks from the motor and pulling … Read More
Parking The Boat part III
Do You Need To Start At The Beginning? Click Here “Nice Job Hazelwood!” The boat was parked mid-stream. There was a 30′ long white skid mark on the bottom of the river where the boat’s hull had scraped along until … Read More
Parking The Boat part II
In Case You Haven’t Read Part I click here I had fallen into the pattern of seeing how many Camels I could smoke during the six-mile run upstream. Upon arriving at the end of the creek I would cut the … Read More
Parking The Boat
There was a strange, uncanny feeling every time we ran up the river in the fog before the sun had come over the ridge. As the sled roared upstream it would startle the large, lurking shadows that prowled the towering … Read More
