Woke up a bit groggy and had a slow start on Tuesday morning. We left our little island, at mile 78, for another gray and cool day. We stopped for lunch north of Cape Girardeau, MO and had some questionable hotdogs.
As we passed the town, about miles 50-55, they began to make their presence known. To keep our minds off of upset tummies and cold winds we started making up a story about a spunky dog named Milo and his parakeet friend, Ruffles. We made up adventures for them, taking turns making the story up until we were just past town.
Sadly, at this point Aaron realized his hat was no longer on his head and no where to be found in the boat. He was pretty bummed to lose his favorite felt hat, but stayed hopeful that it might drift down and be reunited with us at some point.
We stopped at mile 49 on Marquette Island and camped on the beach right by the canoe. There was plenty of driftwood to burn and a clear view of the river to sit and watch for Hat. No luck though, as of yet. :(
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