On Sunday, Captain Matthew and Betsy came roaring down the Chena River to pick us up and take us boating. The day was crystal clear (cool by Kansas standards but not by Alaskan ones), and a day on the river sounded wonderful. The Chena is a lovely river that runs more slowly than many we had seen; many of the houses on the edge of the river were quite large an beautiful.
It was obvious when we arrived at the huge Tanana River. The water flowed faster, choppier, and dirtier. The banks were farther apart. And Matthew was loving racing down the river.
Unfortunately, the motor didn't like it as much. Similar to our WLEBAGO issues when we first left Wichita, he thought the motor was running smoothly, but for some reason, it wasn't (though last weekend when they tested it, it was fine.) Rather than push it and end up paddling somewhere, he chose to bring us back up the river.
It was too bad, but we did get to see what boating on an Alaskan River is like. And we enjoyed it!
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