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Ravenswood. Aug. 1. Mile 221, Ravenswood  I missed wring about Marietta.    Marietta was named for Marie Antoinette, who was still in general favor in 1788. It was a thank you for French help in the Revolution.   Marietta is rightly proud of its history as the first real town in Ohio, and a key player in the subsequent settlement of the region.    It never became a big city like Cincinnati, even though the grandeur of its public buildings anticipated a much greater population.    I’m not sure what all supports Marietta today, but Marietta College is a big part.    It was founded way back in 1835, and has 1200 students. It is regarded as one of the top    Midwest colleges.  In Marietta, like many towns along the river, the architecture is dazzling, paid for with prosperity in the past. Months ago I contacted Joe Tewksbury, coach of the Marietta High School Rowing Club.    We met at the boathouse, w...
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Start Mile 463, just upstream of Cincinnati  Last night I set up the boat for the usual night, but at 12:30 the rain returned.    Shower turned into heavy downpour, plus a wind from upstream (opposite the daytime pattern).. The boat could accommodate a light rain, but not this. As lightning flashed I am thundered, I lay in bed thinking about all of the rain coming aboard, and worrying that if I didn’t get up The boat could accommodate a light rain, but not this. As lightning flashed and thundered, I lay in bed thinking about all of the rain coming aboard, and worrying that if I didn’t get up, Water might come over the transom. The bow to stern heavy. I’ve pumped quite a bit while the rain continued to drill down. Back in the cabin, only my feet were damp, from a water might come over the transom. The bow to stern heavy. I’ve pumped quite a bit while the rain continued to drill down. Back in the cabin, only my feet were damp, from a leak above. Eventually the rain slowe...
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