Ten four to that. We knew whose land to just keep floating by and whose land we could camp on overnight. One old cuss we didn't know heard us shooting and came down yelling for us to get out of "his river". I said sure, when we reach the Gulf of Mexico! He was not amused, we never even stopped. About 45 years ago- seems like yesterday!
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