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Past couple of days, I've travelled along the Mississippi, through the Wisconsin Dells, past countless lakes in Minnesota, Iowa, and Nebraska. The keelboat exhibit (with one very odd shoal draft keelboat with a kinda Mississippi riverboat with a stem) just happened to be on Blue Lake, where my father often took my brother and I to swim as kids. I tried to get pictures of some of the small marinas further out on the Mississippi, which were small, eclectic, beautiful, and reminded me of the Sacramento delta. Before Minnesota, we followed the largely untouched Columbia for a long and beautiful stretch. But now the water is brown. It's the Hudson.