Last October, Steve Davis (TexasSteve) had it all planned out: three days and two nights alone on the upper Brazos River. Steve had visions of beautiful scenery and good fishing during the day, and relaxed evenings camped on the river’s edge each night. He’d paddled this part of the Brazos once before the previous year, but had never overnighted there, and so he was looking forward to the float. With his kayak and provisions packed, and his shuttle service arranged, Steve launched from the Highway 16 Bridge for a solo fishing adventure. But he may have gotten a little more adventure than he wanted when things went terribly wrong on his second night on the river.
The event played out here on the TFF Kayak Section in the form of a post, which many of you probably remember. To read another account of that night, click here:
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