The river that flows here is the Mighty and Powerful Portneuf, which sometimes carries enough water to float a stick (the story that a betrayed young maiden decided to throw herself from a bridge and end it all but only sprained her ankle when she landed is a folktale). So no, we didn’t even visit Mink Creek or Pocatello Creek.

I, however, grew up on the banks and water of the Upper River and have steamboated from St. Paul to Nawlins, as well as being personally involved with the Hudson, Potomac, Columbia, Tehana, Missouri, Illinois, Ohio, Tennessee, Tombigbee, Yazoo, intercostal waterway, St. Lawrence River and Seaway, and other such waters.

Mostly it was putting a bunch of stuff together in a way that made it interesting.