Back to the river. It was great being home but life on the river is a lot simpler. Wake up, pack up, paddle, setup camp, and sleep. Mix in eating, drinking and using the bathroom and that's it. I got a ride from a good friend back to where I left off and got on the river. The river was packed full of personal boaters. With boats of all sizes comes wake of all sizes. After fighting the waves I stopped at the last marina before downtown to see if I could camp. The gas dock girl told me to go to the main office and ask. I paddled past all the expensive yachts and went to talk to the boss. He told me it was no problem and pointed me to a nice spot on the hill over looking the river. I got settled in and turned in early. It's good to be "home"