I was up early and smiled at the calm river before me. The leaves barely rippled on the trees as I pushed off from camp and paddled a few miles south. Those moments before sunrise are some of my finest each day. Favoring the route less traveled and attracted by the name "Steamboat Slough", I followed this channel southbound. Nearing it's outlet, 1 ft waves were propelling at me up river. I couldn't square the reason until I realized the light breezes blowing up the 4 miles of channel here had funneled the rollers against the current. The breeze had picked up to the promised 20 mph winds which sent whitecaps and spray across the bow. I ran afoul of some wide old stumps submerged in the grassy shoal. Arriving in Princeton, I took liberty to fill my water jugs and visit the library to update this blog. Walking out of the air conditioned building, the heat hit me. Man, it warmed up quick. The forecast was for heat Indicies around 100 but combined with the wind made it feel like sitting in front of a heater.
Oh, the strawberry shortcake is worth a detour if you're ever in Le Claire, Iowa facing a headwind.