Paddling down the Mississippi River in the very early hours of daylight can be a sacred experience. It's a time when fog clings loosely to the water's surface, reducing the far bank to a gray form silhouetted beyond the vapors. It's a time when the humblest of streams or the mightiest of rivers seems to reveal its true spirit to those who travel on its waters. For paddlers, it's an alluring and never-ending maze of channels, sloughs, pools, and bayou-like backwaters.
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