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Angle to Key West: The Last Battle (12/5)
Mile 301 of Lower Mississippi – December 5, 2012 From the low water of a drought-starved Mississippi, the Old River Control Structure doesn’t look like much–a line of concrete, some metal, an odd lock...
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Angle to Key West: Plots and Schemes (12/7)
St. Francisville, LA – December 7, 2012 I stare at maps and aerial photos. I search for reports and call friends for advice. No one knows for sure how I should get through New Orleans to the Gulf....
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Angle to Key West: Radio (12/8)
St. Francisville, LA – December 8, 2012 From Baton Rouge to New Orleans, commercial traffic dominates the river. Freighters come in from the ocean and barges load and unload 24 hours a day to connect...
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Angle to Key West: Six Months (12/11)
Across from some factory around mile 163 – December 11, 2012 “Why are we sliding sideways?” Wally, it’s just a little slant. “Are we camped on a playground slide? Was there an earthquake after you...
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Angle to Key West: From the First to Last Tug (12/13)
New Orleans, LA – December 13, 2012 I slipped into the water at sunrise, the French Quarter thirty-five miles away, and paddled past a line of freighters anchored like steel fortresses. Tugs droned...
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Angle to Key West: We’re All Mortal Here (12/15)
New Orleans, LA – December 15, 2012 From the moment I arrived in New Orleans I loved the city. Buildings crouched behind levees, gas lanterns glowing in the night, sidewalks cracked by sinking earth....
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Angle to Key West: The Gulf of Mexico (12/17)
New Orleans, LA – December 17, 2012 I first talked to Dan outside the library in Grand Forks, North Dakota. I’d walked into town that morning from the train station and needed to catch up on a few...
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Angle to Key West: Left Turn (12/18)
Bayou Savage – December 18, 2012 Dan and I walked through New Orleans and pulled the Looksha behind us like a two-man parade. Cars stopped to stare, people crossed the street, one man shouted “you’re...
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