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The sky wheeled over me. For an instant, as I bobbed into the main channel, I had the sensation of sliding
down the vast tilted face of the continent. It was then I felt the cold needles of the alpine springs at my finger-
tips, and the warmth of the Gulf pulling me southward. Moving with me, leaving its taste upon my mouth and
spouting under me in dancing springs of sand, was the immense body of the continent itself, flowing like the
river was flowing, grain by grain, mountain by mountain, down to the sea.
—Loren Eiseley, The Immense Journey, 1957, on floating down the Platte River toward the Missouri
River
In Memory of Kathleen “Kathy” Kahue
Cover. Karl Bodmer’s 1833 painting of the loess bluff at Sioux City.
