Gay and Frank White on the Buffalo River
Gay and Frank White on the Buffalo River It all began with me, a dewy-eyed newlywed, being called an SOB by the man I had recently pledged my life to. It did not end well. At least in the moment. It happened on the Buffalo National River in a canoe. My new husband, Frank White, wanted to introduce me to the beautiful outdoors of Arkansas. He loved camping, hiking, and canoeing and wanted to share the joys of those adventures in the Natural State. As a new transplant to Arkansas, it was all new to me! On my inaugural voyage on the Buffalo River, I was a novice, not knowing “come here” from “sic’em.” As it happens in floating, we encountered a bend in the river and the current headed us for a rather large rock! From the booming voice in the stern, I was not paddling correctly. Of course I wasn’t! I was a bit panicked thinking my life was about to end with a faceplant and drowning on that big rock! It seems Frank panicked too because he raised his voice (in fear) and unable to tell [...]