I just returned from a drive up my and my neighbors riverbottom, about a mile to the head of the island, my uncle is camped up there tonight, he's a man who lives simple and close to the land, has his "Nascar beer" Budweiser and a couple cans of worms, cussing the river, ever time he would reel in had a ball of moss on, so the problem is 25 miles downstream also. We need a good flash flood or a 6 or so hours of generation to clean out the stream bed.
He was laughing, about 6pm a canoe came by and the girl in the front said to her male companion "Oh, my God, look at that preastoric man", he has a simple lean to on the bank of the island. Dang shame, he picked up enough trash before dark to fill up his boat when he floats do to me in the morning to take him back up to his truck.