Exploring The Colorado

Exploring The Colorado

Narrative paper
16 February 2011
                                Exploring the Colorado
My friend Joe and I have been friends since we were kids. Partners in crime literally. Joe and I have been through some tough times together, life or death situations and have been friends for nearly 30 years. Born and raised here in Ohio. Joe and I both moved are families to Texas about 1990. About ten years ago I got on a kick with fishing, bought a twelve foot John boat and equipment. The idea originated out of trying to find, something for Joe and I’s family, to do together.
We all, Joes family and my family got together all the time and made some brief attempts at fishing trips. We did have fun, but never caught any fish. All our past attempts at fishing had been lakes with parks. It was a very safe environment for the kids. Turned out Joe and I were more interested in fishing than the rest of our families.
Joe and I got an idea to go on a fishing trip by ourselves and Joe had herd of a place to go out in the middle of nowhere, under a bridge at the corner of a farm road 1100 and 625, near Bastrop, Texas. The Colorado River. So Joe and I pack everything up. Boat motor beer food cam-corder. Probably more stuff than we actually needed but we don’t know what we were in for.
We went probably five times, but the first four times we were very cautious. There were people there under the bridge where we had to carry the boat and motor to the water. The people under the bridge hanging out were hillbilly’s drinking. Like a hangout. The hillbilly’s hanging out gave us some warnings about when not to go into the river. There was a gage on one of the bridge columns. That read 1 thru 20 feet. The hillbilly’s told us not to put the boat in the water when the river was up past 4 or 5 foot on the gage, and not to go more than a few miles downriver.
These hillbillies were a rough looking bunch and wasn’t unusual for them to be brandishing guns, and sometimes shooting....