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Canoeing Mississippi, by Ernest Herndon (pub. by University Press of Mississippi,
Jackson, MS, 2001, 244 pp with several appendices and index., b&W illus.)
I messed myself up with this book. When I saw the title, my mind wanted to
insert a ‘the’ in the title. It is not
‘canoeing the Mississippi,’ but canoeing the waters of the State of
Mississippi, broken into seven regions plus the state’s lakes, refuges, state
parks, national forests, and even water parks.
So after being a bit put off by missing a chance to vicariously paddle
down the Mighty Mississippi, and then again on finding that the author doesn’t
even like the river all that much, I still felt the book draw me in once I got
into it.
Ernest’s experiences on the state’s waters began in the
1970’s. He introduces us to the
different types of paddle boats that have been used on the local waters, and
the more modern boats most suited there now.
He takes you through the flora and fauna likely to be encounters, like
16-ft. alligators, 50-lb catfish, black bear, 6-ft timber rattlers, quicksand
(mostly shallow), whirlpools, suckholes, and a bumper crop of
cottonmouths. We are introduced to the
Deinosuchus, the 30-ft and 10,000 pound ancestor of the alligator. I saw a skull fossil of this beast at the Kaw
Nation Museum, in Oklahoma, and was more than impressed. The reader is introduced to the region
through the Natchez, Choctaw, Chickasaw, Creeks, Cherokee, whose fishing weirs
have been dated to 1350, then the Spanish, French, and British that opened the
area to whites, to those who began to settle.
Herndon has done a massive amount of historical research
that adds tremendously to the fascination with the region. We meet Lewis Wetzel in the 1760’s, who
became the nation’s most famous Indian fighter.
We come upon Andrew Jackson when he was proprietor of a store. Ulysses S. Grant crisscrossed back and forth
through the area. We meet J.L. ‘Casey’
Jones in 1900 just before he runs through a railroad stop signal, orders his
fireman to jump for his life, and crashes into a freight train, killing
himself.
In fairness to the reader, however, this is less a casual
read, and more of a manual for the dedicated paddler venturing onto Mississippi’s
waters. While the book is a decade and a
half old, the one thing obvious in the reading is that the state’s government
at that time was slower to realize the recreational value of their own state
than the author, as evidenced by the poor availability of access points to the
rivers and streams. Reviews of each
waterway are thorough, listing both the good and bad points to be encountered.
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