Early wake-up call by Mother Nature promptly at 6:30 a.m. and the Bitch started to shower. That was it… no more sleep for me. Roger didn’t give a shit, however, as he’d been up for hours listening to me snore… hmmmmm
We finally made it to the MVP and took on much needed provisions – fresh water, new tent poles and college breakfasts (pizza and OJ).
After nearly riding the lightening in the dually outhouse provided by the fellow at the Happy Holler, the rain subsided and we were back on the river for the day. Wildlife has been sparse today and so has been the human activity… most of the time it’s just me, Roger and the water. The Embarras feels very remote for a river in the middle of America, surrounded by trees and hills, but it sure is nice pulling up to a perfectly uninhabited sandy beach at the end of the day.
We named tonight’s Roger’s Beach and yesterday we found a new toy so named the beach Frisbee Beach… and so it goes.