The Ten Thousand Island Adventure
On July 1st, 2014 the journey began in DeBary, Florida,
and it was gonna be somethin’ to remember!
The challenge laid before me, but I was up to it physically, and I thought the
Huck could handle it too. I had done a lot of work on him to beef him up, and he
was lookin’ pretty good, to the novice eye. The Taggin’ Along was loaded with a
kayak, a bicycle, generator, my wood workin’ vice, and a tripod of bamboo to
hold my solar shower. There was bound to be some sweatin’. It was July in
The first day out was uneventful for the most part, anchorin’ in Astor for the
night, and readin’ myself for the Lake George crossin’.
As the crew (Rebeca and Thomas) and I made our way
downstream towards the mouth of the St. Johns River all
was fine and dandy. The 750 +/- mile journey was underway
and there was no turnin’ back. I was to meet with the film
crew in Daytona Beach on the 21st, so I had plenty of time,
and that’s a good thing, as it turned out.
Once on the move, I seemed to feel as though I had to keep
movin’, so I didn’t explore the land as much as I had
planned, but rather enjoyed the river in its glory and loved
Lake George was to be my nemesis again. I had crossed that
lake a couple of times in the past, and I really wasn’t
lookin’ forward to the crossin’ this time around. Previously
I had skirted the rim around to the other side, but this time I
was headin straight across.
Thomas (L) and Rebeca (R)
were brother and sister that I
adopted from a dumpster
behind a restaurant in
Deland. They were just
babies and best friends.
The first of several videos I’d make of the
voyage the mornin’ I cast off the bow lines and
make for the 10,000 Islands.