Oct 15-19, An intersection of states: Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama.
Oct. 15: Left our anchorage early to get to the next marina before predicted downpours. It was a rather cold and gloomy passage, but we were at dock before the rains hit. Noticed a scruffy looking coyote on the way.Oct. 16: A much prettier day, still a bit cold but brilliant sunshine. The boat inside the boat house to the right is also a Jefferson 42. The lady who ran the Clifton Marina (Amy) was a one-woman show: She took our lines, fed us delicious cheeseburgers for lunch, pumped fuel and watered all the plants.Guess this pontoon boat hasn’t been out in a while. Cold wind on the nose but sunny!These houses take river flooding rather seriously. Or you could just build your mansion further from the shore. Caught up with C’est le Bon at an anchorage behind Wolf Island, somewhere in Tennessee. Hal very nicely ferried us back and forth to join them for the evening. There was quite the two knot current to row against. Halloween sunset. October 17: 15 minutes before I took this picture we were completely fogged in and C’est le Bon wasn’t visible. Terry and Hal heading out as the morning “sea smoke” burns off. Quite the contraption. Going by Pittsburgh Landing, site of the landing of General Don Carlos Buell’s Army of the Ohio. He arrived here on the night of April 6-7, 1862, to reinforce General Grant. Later in the day we visited Pittsburgh Landing by car. Looks like these two houses are connected by a walkway with an elevator at the mid point. Approaching Pickwick Lock and Dam. The closer we got, the slower we went. At nearly 1800 RPMs, we were only doing 5.2 knots (usually we do closer to 8). Current running by the green can is almost 3 knots. Heron guarding the lock. Attention! Left Face! (except of course for a few individuals). Heron moving on to his next post. After miles and miles of trees we came upon some lofty homes. Note the marine railway to get down to the docks. A different look.C’est le bon turning off the Tennessee at the top of the Tenn-Tombigbee Waterway System. We are essentially at a “T” intersection of Tennessee to the north, Mississippi to the southwest and Alabama to the southeast. Our destination for the day was this beautiful Grand Harbor Marina. The docks were in Mississippi but their condos were in Counce, TN. Another one woman show here with Neeley doing everything from cooking, line handling, fueling and cleaning. The marina provides transients with a courtesy van which we used for 4 hours in the afternoon. So we took the van to visit Shiloh National Military Park. On the way we stopped at The Outpost Restaurant for lunch. Noticed this random painted rock, first one I’ve seen since we left Lake Michigan. After you check in at the visitor center you take a car tour of the battle grounds. What I didn’t learn in school was that there was an Indian Village located here. All that is left today are grass covered mounds of building foundations. This placard explains the Shiloh Indian Mounds. Not much to look at, but we did hike around several mounds along a mile long trail. Looking out at Pittsburgh Landing which we passed by earlier today. Further comments on the peoples of long ago. Back in the car we went by dozens of memorials.
So sad that 24,000 men lost their lives here. Julia and Matt, friends of Terri and Hal’s, visiting for a week from Vancouver. Bob and HalShiloh Meeting House, a log Methodist church which became the namesake (ironically) of the battle. Back at the marina we enjoyed a swirl of colors at sunset. Oct 18: Heading on to an anchorage. If I were queen, I would spend less on the rock walled waterfront and more on the house. Cool palm trees anyway. Turning in to Rock Piles Anchorage, back on the Tennessee (we’ll return to the Tenn-Tombigbee in about 2 weeks). One of the rock piles conveniently posts the mile marker. Spent an idyllic afternoon sailing, swimming and paddle boarding. Looking back at our rafted boats. I scrounged the shoreline for alleged arrow heads. No go, but I did find someone’s cell phone. Oct 19: Woke up to 43 degrees outside, 55 degrees inside. But, should warm up to the 70s. Spooky morning – for the past few days the pattern has been clear nights, lots of dew and fog in the morning, then clearing to brilliant blue skies. Didn’t take long for the fog to disappear. Headed to Florence, Alabama where we will stay put for the next 3 – 4 days. These pelicans seem to be following us as we “snowbirds” make our way south.
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What a temperature range! Great shots!
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