“Remember the most valuable antiques are dear old friends.” – H. Jackson Brown Jr
I thought the above quote was quite appropriate however I can’t speak for David and Mark. In the movie Wild Hogs four middle aged men hit the road for adventure on motorcycles. So I guess for three guys hitting the open river for 7 days in kayaks and canoe, I guess we would be called the Wild Yaks. Hopefully we wont hear banjos.
Some months back I had mentioned to them that I was going to do a seven day float on the river and they thought it was such a great idea that they wanted in, so on Saturday the Geritol Crew will begin a seven day journey down the beautiful Big River. I guess we should call it the Rice Krispies float because every time we get out of the boats you can hear snap, crackle, pop.
I hate to say it but this float trip was brought together by Facebook. Mark, David and I graduated together and were reunited by Facebook. I will let you know how many bottles of Geritol we go through. Instead of butcher, baker and Indian Chief we have, retired teacher, bails bondsman and semi-retired horseshoer. What a combination. Well with three wild sixty-three year old men unsupervised on the river, I think the bails bondsman will be most beneficial. I just hope I don’t overdose on Geritol.
I have our trip planned to cover around 6 to 8 miles a day. I hope we reach Cherokee Landing by Monday evening. Our final destination is going to be Washington State Park south of De Soto, MO. I figure it is about a forty-five mile float. I hope to get lots of pics and fish. My wish is to some day float the whole Big River and Bourbeuse River.
“Friends…they cherish one another’s hopes. They are kind to one another’s dreams.” – Henry David Thoreau
As our time draws closer my mind wanders back to the times in school when life was so much simpler. Then my mind rockets back to the present making me realize how much different things are today. We all seem to have a little more snow on the roof. Our step doesn’t have as much spring in it as it used to have. I know some mornings I get up and notice that the “git” in my “git along” all ready got up and left without me. Our friendship has endured a long time. I am looking forward to taking a trip down memory lane this weekend, going back to a time when you all climbed into one car and dumped all your change out to get enough gas in the car to ride around all night. Life was good.
Thank you for reading my blog. I hope you enjoyed it. Be kind to one another and share the love. Don’t squat with your spurs on and God Bless you one and all.