The June rise used to be always luck for me; because as soon as that rise begins here comes cordwood floating down, and pieces of log rafts -- sometimes a dozen logs together; so all you have to do is to catch them and sell them to the wood-yards and the sawmill.
I pulled into the small town, and found my way around. I stopped at a classic looking soda fountain. I ordered a Chocolate Coke, which was by the way delicious, and listened to the people talk about the tourists. I hoped that I did not look like one of the Lotus Eaters; but hey when you are a tourist its hard to hide that fact. So I buttoned my lip and enjoyed my Chocolate Coke. There was fresh squeezed Apple Juice was on the menu. But I had my fill from the apple orchard stands, that lined the highway on my way through Missouri.
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