Portage and Wind

Portage and Wind

When I looked at the river this morning I could hardly believe it. It was unrecognizable as the river I had paddled up yesterday. What had been bank to bank flowing river was now an enormous mud flat, with what appeared to be only one trickle 

Falling water, rising water

Falling water, rising water

I talked to someone a few days back who said there was “no water” in the river just below Pickstown. “A buddy of mine has been driving around on the riverbed” he said. Yesterday the river seemed very low so his statement seemed to be 

Beyond the Niobrara

Beyond the Niobrara

There was beautiful orange sunrise. I was paddling by 6:30.  Although the current was significant I was making steady progress. The river was braided, often with two or more channels split up by sandy islands, with some channels dead ends.  Looking ahead I saw at