Slow Down and Smell the River (cont.)

Please forgive me I seemed to hit the wrong button.


There was no Wi-Fi or cell phones.  You actually sat around the campfire and talked to EACH other.  No vides players in your vehicles, IPads or Smart Phones.  With all of these things missing in life one would actually slow down and smell the river.  We  fished.  We swam.  Made rope swings.  Most importantly, we talked.  Yep I know it is hard to believe.  I enjoyed those days immensely.  Those were the days my friend…… those were the days.


I challenge each and every one of you to put the toys of modern technology down and go to the river.  You don’t need to have a boat to enjoy the river.  Go out and wet a line.  If you don’t like to take the fish off the hook then just don’t bait the hook.  Build a fire or better yet camp on the river bank for the night.  Most importantly relax, clear your mind and close your eyes and listen to the creatures of the river and………… smell the river.

All the pics above are on the Bourbeuse River in Missouri and were taken with a $99 camera.

Slow Down and Smell the River


My chariot awaits me!  I used to have a bass boat capable of speeds up to 70 mph.  Fished a lot of bass tournaments.  Won some lost some.  Always rushing to be here or there.  I look back and realize I really missed out on the beauty of the lakes I fished.  It saddens me now to think of all the magnificent scenery that passed me in a blur.  I can remember in some tournaments there were as many as 100 boats.  Everyone in a hurry to get to their secret fishing hole.


Then one day I discovered the versatility of the Kayak and then the longing I had to be on the river again.  When I was a kid growing up we always camped and fished on the river.  Being on the river reminds me of those laid back glorious days.  Life was simple and family was important.

Paddling up and down the river my mind drifts back to those days.  I can smell the campfires and taste the fish that we cleaned and cooked.  I remember my grandparents camping with us and those marvelous meals my grandma would cook up along the river bank..  Awww life was sooooo good back then.