Normally, I travel as a backpacker or wilderness camper, but the other day I thought I ought to mix up my natural experience. I thought about heading for the coast to try out the beach life, even though my next beach trip isn’t coming up for another four-to-five months. But then it occurred to me that here in Ohio, I have a lot of choices along the rivers, where I can bird watch, relax and be alone, but of course for the occasional kayaker who ventures down the river with beers in hand. So, with a six pack of beer in my own, and my Ostrich chair packed in my trunk, I made my way along backcountry roads to a particularly rural section of the Walhonding river.
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