Posts Tagged ‘swimming’

Blue Hole Heaven

Friday, September 25th, 2009
"Paradise is so close."  Tom Aures, river chef, Berlin Germany

Found a rare species … In fact, saw many of them grouped together amidst a vast sandbar usually known as Mosenthein Chute.

The rare species is known as a “Blue Hole.” Or at least that’s what the river rats call it. It is not a mammal, bird, reptile, amphibian or otherwise “living” thing. Rather, it is a phenomenon of river hydrology, climate and weather, and the effects of man made, crudely engineered dikes of stone. We discovered their existence six years ago and have returned in the late Summer and Early Fall since.

A Blue Hole?

Tucked right against the dike lay three pristine pools of Mississippi River Water, surrounded by high sand hills, little oases created for the best swimming on the river. These pools are the result of a channel of river traveling beneath the sand and then flowing back to the top like a spring, with the benefit of being filtered clean by sand. Each pool fills out approximately 15 meters in diameter, deep with layered temperatures to 20 feet bottom. They are oblong shape, one in a heart shape, au natural and exquisite.

"Supa Supper".  Hungarian Goulash, authentic, delicious and prepared by a native.
All of this is the result of seasonally low water, approximately 3 ft gauge height at St. Louis. It creates a highly contoured sand island attached to Mosenthein. A perfect place for a dinner camp, eagle watching, pelican viewing and a symphony of forest, river and sand bar sounds.

Flooded Forest

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009

Two weeks ago, we paddled one of our favorite routes with Joni Doyle and her son. We put in at Maple Island access on a scorching late afternoon. Temps were in the mid 90’s. As we made the turn into the back channel for our return upstream, the flooded forest invited us in. We paddled between willow, cottonwood and maple trees. At various points, we were pulling the canoe with our hands wrapped around the trunks and squeezing between. The rewards of our effort were immediate. The temperature dropped 20 degrees and the magic of wetlands appeared. Later we stopped along the cut bank of the island and climbed out of the canoe for some exploring. The mud squeezed between our bare toes as we walked inland. The colors and light were enchanting. But the highlight of the trip was the swimming. Three times, we walked a hundred yards along the bank. Then jumped in, floating and swimming along with the current back to our canoe. Refreshing!