Being out on the river

There is no way to describe being out on the river, the sound of the boat motor, the water rushing under the hull of the boat.

To drive on a road is to go where man said you should go.

To be on the water is to go where GOD and nature said you should go.

Water never has pot holes, but it does have waves, wind and rain.

Like riding a motorcycle, there is just something about the wind in your face. But in this case, you are on the water.

Being on the river, and going into sloughs is like going back in time. When summer rolls around and the gators come out, its like back in time 10,000 years. I often wonder what people who lived thousands of years ago lived their lives. How did they fish, what did they think of gators and snakes.