On any given summer morning, the Buffalo National River feels as if it has always been this way.
Canoes glide across the clear water. Children splash on gravel bars as parents steady paddles and secure coolers. Families pause to admire towering limestone bluffs rising above the river like natural cathedrals. Some visitors are floating the Buffalo for the first time, while others are continuing a family tradition spanning generations.
It feels timeless … but it almost wasn’t…