My semi-regular blog documenting the fun and excitement of traveling along the Mississippi River.
Bill Marshall was a generous and gracious man. We sat down for an interview in 2011.
It feels like the world has been full of nothing but bad news lately, but, as often happens around the Mississippi, just wait a bit and something will come along to lift your spirits. That was the case this week, when a crew of six explorers/activists floated into Alton on some trash from New York.
When I first started exploring the places along the Mississippi River, I did a lot of driving. When I’d get to a new community, I’d look for the good places to be near or on the river, so I could pass those tips along to other travelers, then I’d pack my car and drive to
Hull Rust Mahoning Mine; Hibbing, Minnesota I was lucky enough to spend much of the summer of 2011 in northern Minnesota, getting to know the region where the Mississippi begins. Of all the places I went, there were few that grabbed my attention more so than the Iron Range. The unforgiving climate and
I began writing about the Mississippi Valley in January 2007. Since that time, I’ve worn out a car, hiked up a few dozen bluffs (and stumbled down a couple). I’ve canoed with the Quapaws into Baton Rouge and with Big Muddy Mike under a full moon. I’ve written three books and given a lot of
Sometimes we need to remind people that there’s a river near them. Sure, we may kinda remember something about a river that we think runs near us, but most of us don’t get to that river very often and we sure don’t know a lot about it. That’s why we need those reminders. Enter Wild