Goodbye to a River

I've been re-reading John Graves' "Goodbye to a River". This is a brilliant tapestry in which Graves weaves tales of the Comancheria with his last trip down the pure Brazos between PK and Whitney. At the time, the BRA figured they'd turn the Brazos into a "string of pearls", meaning a river dammed quite frequently between PK and Whitney. Our naturalistic protagonist puts in at the PK dam in a canoe with a dachsund, some rations, and a shotgun. The output is a dazzling portrait of an otherwise bleak landscape of scrub mesquite, gravel shoals, and an unstoppable river. Graves stops frequently to recount the history of a certain bend in river and how it shaped the future. This is one of the truly great regional books that any Texan concerned with conservation of our natural environment should read. If just to hear the internal angst within Graves' mind over shooting a goose when he is starving.