I just scanned a small batch of slides from June, 1972; there are some nice and unusual dusk photos in the bunch, which is cool! The two I'm sharing today aren't the most amazing things you'll see, but I still like the general vibe of being on the Mark Twain as the sun dips below the horizon. The colors turn soft and cool, and the lights come on; it's pretty great!
These guests feel shame for not being cool enough to hang out at the bow like the cool kids (that's where you'll find ME). But they are still enjoying the view - I can't tell if we are fore or aft, port or starboard. I think that's Tom Sawyer Island to the right... the man in the groovy striped slacks is wishing he was frolicking along the trails and through the caves. But as we all know, the island is CLOSED AT DUSK. The "waste" can in the lower left corner is... interesting.
The Twain is returning to civilization after three months in the wilderness. The man in front of us looks like he is in a daze - he resorted to eating one of his fellow passengers. There was plenty of regular food, but mistakes happen. Hey, let's go over to the Golden Horseshoe and enjoy the Revue! I've heard that it's a hoot and a half.