Unwilling to be broiled alive at home, campers seek the Arkansas River’s chilly headwaters

Summer in Arkansas, ugh! Looking at the triple-digit days strung together in an extended forecast, I decided I had had enough. Dalene Ketcher and I loaded up the camper to escape to the banks of the Arkansas River. Not the banks where the river slices across The Natural State, but those at its headwaters more than 1,000 miles upstream, deep in the heart of the Rocky Mountains.


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