An Ozark float trip on the wrong river
family, Travel
There were some glitches on our trip to the Current River, but moments like this-

And peaceful mornings enjoying the scenery more than made up for it.

Our first issue? The rental home we got was cancelled, no communication, no notice, a few days before the adventure was set to begin. We scurried to find an overpriced replacement that had some major issues (lights that wouldn’t stay on, doors that fell off track, washer unhooked, stove wouldn’t heat up, well you get the idea) but fantastic views and private beach. I think what we paid for was location, not the home itself.

We also booked a six hour float on my son’s favorite river, the Current, up river from where we were staying.

But oops! After a couple hours of my boy being confused about landmarks, he realized we’d been dropped onto the Jacks Fork instead.

Again, beautiful scenery. But here is the issue. This river runs mostly east/west, while the Current is the opposite. Doesn’t sound like a problem until you figure in the shade which is non existent for much of the one we were on until our last stretch back to the truck.

So it was hotter than expected, and the six hours on the water seemed long at times. But it was broken up with picnics and swims.

We also hiked over to some spring heads where the air is as crisp and clear as the mineral laden, blue water. The water rushes from the ground ice cold and tempers the heat, plus they were nestled back into the shade.

All in all, it was a delight.










I did buy sweet, pastel cake sprinkles. Two little bottles are in this big bag. One was for my Sissy, the other for Sugarwings, in their favorite colors.

































And then the guncles surprised me with chicken hats. I told them all I wanted for my birthday was a chicken party, with dressed up hens catching live bait fish from a bowl. Some in our household were doubtful, but all got on board, we laughed our butts off at the silly birds chasing each other to steal fish away from the fowl brave enough to grab them from the bowl of water.

The three barred rock (all named Cruella Deville) weren’t bad either. All of the black and orange girls (Hocus Pocus) didn’t even try, they stole wriggling fish from the beaks of the ones who caught them. A few red hens (15 Ariels) weren’t bad at fishing, but mostly ran off with someone else’s catch.

Honey’s fell right off, but her heart shaped freckle is cute enough, she doesn’t need a hat to look great.



Starting with a charcuterie board and La Crema. I do not drink red, but tasted them all, and this one had a nice, creamy feel, like its name.


