Brenda

Dec 282016
 

We decided to take the courtesy van to the “downtown” of Grand River to visit the Christmas display put on by Patti’s Restaurant.  A million light display set out by a local that has had business here since 1880.  Beautiful lights in the 40 degree weather.

As we stopped at the grocery store to stock up the temp dropped.  The night was a chilly 32 F.  Setting up the heaters as well as the onboard air/heat which were set to full tilt kept us warm for the night.  Anyone traveling these parts needs portable heaters, toques, scarves and long johns.  It gets chilly even during the first part of the day.

We woke to 32 with frost on the entire boat, ropes and slippery decks everywhere.  We shoved off from GTB at 7:-00 AM with our sites set on Clifton Marina some 133 miles away.  Great mild winds and no locks made that trip easy.  Beautiful rock cliffs and houses on stilts set very high were interesting sites. We passed a few tow and barges but the river is so very wide that it too is easy.  The sun was shining as we ran the gen to stay warm with our extra layers of clothing.  Even with the sun the morning was cold.  The day warmed up to about 50 degrees but we didn’t notice it much until we stopped.

Clifton Marina has everything we need.  A courtesy car is available to head into town.  The main street is lit up with Christmas lights.  Restaurant, restrooms, and friendly folks who also offered covered slips for the rain coming tonight.  As we sit on the transient dock we decide to have dinner and make it a movie night.  Aiden has homework to do and he really wants to get the overwith while he has wifi.

 Posted by at 11:04 PM
Dec 272016
 

We arrived at Anchor High Marina on Christmas Day in the late afternoon.  We needed to prep some final details including putting away all our luggage and supplies that Scott picked up before he left to come home last week.  The weather was a balmy 75 degrees F, 22 degrees C and sunny.  We spent the evening just catching up and enjoying talking about our time at the marina.  Setting a start up time for 7:00 at the lock we headed to sleep.

Waking to the sound of the alarm at 6:00 with the coffee on, we got ready to head to the first destination at Old Hickory Lock, a 65 foot drop to The Cumberland River heading west.  A quick radio call to the lock master left us with a 3 hour wait before we could lock down.  2 tows were ahead of us and locking up.  So we cleaned windows, set the course for the next few days and had another coffee.

The wind picked up to the point that there were white caps by the lock that we could see sitting at the marina.  This was going to be fun trying to lock through in those winds.  Then, of course, we get the call from the lockmaster that he will wait for us.  We shove off leaving the beautiful Anchor High Marina ,our new friends and memories, behind.  We had a great time at Old Hickory Lake this past summer.  Anyone interested in stopping by Nashville on a side trip on the Great Loop really shouldn’t miss the comraderie of the friends you will definitely meet on Old Hickory Lake.  Anchor High has transient dockage, all amenities as well as diesel and gas.  The staff are always welcoming and accommodating.

Locking through the lock was windy but not too bad in those winds.  Mainly because we did lock down which is much easier.  Entering The Cumberland River we see a couple fisherman in boats, a lot calmer winds and beautiful scenery.  We pass the Grand Ole Opry and the hotels.  The majestic General Jackson paddleboat is docked at the Opry.  This portion of the river winds and turns and really feels like you are not going very far.  The scenery is not a nice as it is when the leaves are on the trees.  We pass the City of Nashville with the batman building which announces the arrival of the city.  A unique waterfront city that has so much history in the shipping industry which has now become more a blast from the past with its hotels, bars, and of course, music.

Next stop is a diesel top up at Rock Harbour Marina.  They have a 24/7/365 gas/diesel availability with a swipe machine to use the pump at any time.  Then we’re off to Cheatham Lock on The Cumberland.  It drops approx 40 feet.  The winds had died down by now so this lock was relaxed and uneventful.  The river from here is much more serene and less commercial except for the tows and barges.  Today we only passed 3 barges and 2 rec boats.  Mostly the fishermen are out on a gorgeous day with temps in the 70’s.  The river travels more west on this stretch towards Lake Barkley.  We pass several bluffs, beautiful mansions, and several blue herons.  Our end goal is Clarksville Marina at Mile 127.  A new marina with the city within walking distance.  Full service marina with laundry, restrooms, fuel, and those city amenities.

Today we traveled from Mile 216 on the Cumberland to Mile 127 at an average speed of 21 mph.  The total trip took approx 5 hours including the 2 locks.  As I sit here writing this blog the winds have picked up, a storm has arrived with tons of rain.  Sitting here under the aluminum canopy that is everywhere for boating in Tennessee we are thankful we are not anchored.

 Posted by at 2:38 AM
Dec 152016
 

Times are a changing…..As we prepare to move along the path of the Great Loop “stuff” must be done.  Oil change is complete, filters and just overall maintenance has to be done and now the upgrading of the technology is a must.  One of the electronics we use, the Searay Navigator, is on its way out.  It may be the last one standing anywhere on any Searay since Scott doctored it many times.  Moving into The Gulf and ocean we feel its time to address this issue.  So we went to the Fort Lauderdale Boat Show for options and settled on the Simrad and Mercury upgrade for the engines.  Hope it’s as easy an install as Scott gets ready to put that new baby in the dash.  I’ll have to post pics of the work after the install.

Continual changes with work make the start of this portion a bit of a mystery.  We are waiting for the opportunity to have a few weeks together to move.  Stay tuned.  Now that Aiden is in high school bringing him along when school is in session is out of the question.  So he will not do the complete loop.  Secretly I think he’s happy with that.

We will say goodbye to covered slips, clean fresh water, and the many friends we’ve made in the Nashville area and welcome salt water, sun and open seas.

 Posted by at 1:13 AM
Aug 242015
 

We are in Tennessee.  Now what?  There has to be more but that will have to wait for now.

We have cruised over 2000 miles to get to Tennessee it is without a doubt that we have boating in our blood.  Aiden has learned more about nature, history, family, self initiation and so many other things.  We feel very fortunate to have been able to do this trip.  I miss my kids at home, Amy and Steve, and I miss our dog, Newton.  Mitchel, who I barely got to see while here in Canada.  My friends, my ladies, and you know who you are, I miss you all so much.  Lunch, dinners and nights out have to be planned when I get home.  No excuses.

Thank you to my mom and Pat who without you two we would have taken a much more difficult path to get out of Little Current after hitting the rock and then getting back.  We appreciate the sacrifice you two made to help us out in little time and took so much of your time to get us underway again.

Amy and Mitchel who have taken such great care of our baby, Newton.  We miss him so much but know that he is well taken care of.

Steve who always comes through with anything we need at the house and office.  Thanks for holding down the fort with all those tasks that were needed.

And again, all of you who took the time to read and follow our journey.  This journey is truly a boater’s dream .  Wth the knowledge that you are reading this crazy personal journal makes it so much more.

Life is a journey!  Stay calm and journey on!!

 Posted by at 1:31 AM
Aug 162015
 

Leaving Nashville we are now set to move to our final spot.  We have to lock up Old Hickory Lock and travel about 30 miles or so to get there.  It’s a nice quiet drive passing only a couple barges.  There are tons of fishermen which causes us to slow and reduce our wake.  Homes are up on bluffs with long staircases coming down to their boats.  There are a lot of pontoon style boats, fishing boats and run abouts on the Cumberland.  We can see the water level that spring brings on the mud lined rockface.  Boats have lifts that lift them up.  Some are up about 50 or more feet from the water’s edge to beat the spring flooding.

The river is narrow but again, the barges and their tows have to get through.  Stay on the channel and use your charts and you’re good.

Making our way to Old Hickory Lock where we wait until the lockmaster drains the lock for us.  It’s a good wait as this is a 57 foot high lock.  There are fisherman just waiting below the lock doors for their perfect catch.  As the lock doors open we head in and tie to a bollard.  The bollard floats up with us again and makes this lock super easy.  It’s a bit cool today.  Only 85 and little sun so locking is pleasant compared to some I’ve done.

We are only about 1/2 mile away from Anchor High Marina when we leave the dock.  We head over for a top up of diesel and it is apparent that they have been waiting for us.  The attendant says “You’re the ones we have been hearing about”.  We talk a bit and head over to our slip.  This is super sweet.  A covered metal slip in a condo style boating experience.  I want this to take home.  What a great idea to have these boats covered.  The drawback here is that your power is on a meter.  Just like a house.  No one uses their air conditioner unless they need it.

After lunch we decide that we would like to take a dip in Old Hickory Lake.  We are shown a couple places to go and drop Low Voltage and dingy over.  Again Old Hickory Lake was formed when the locks were made so the lake is not entirely open for boating.  You must follow the old river bed that winds through the lake.  We find Wedding Cove and Skinny Dip Bay to be perfect.  Tons of boats are in Skinny Dip Bay with waist high water so smaller boats are anchored here with the larger boats off to the one side all rafted together.  It’s a big party.  We anchor in the dingy and have a quick swim.  The storm that was forecasted starts to roll in.  We start the 15 minute trip back and stop in Wedding Cove.  There are a couple boats there getting ready to leave.  Turns out one of them is a fellow Scott knows from work.  So we talk a bit and then we all head for cover at our marinas on the lake.

This marks the end of our journey.

 

 Posted by at 8:55 PM
Aug 122015
 

We got off early again today expecting a bit of delay at the 2 locks on the Ohio River plus the addition of the construction of a new lock that will replace the old 2 locks in 2020. We hear the wickets are down at both locks which if you recall is a lock where at the side of the lock there is a wall that lowers in high water to allow flow. We are currently in high water. Leaving Angelo’s Towhead where we were joined by two other boats, one going south and one north, we leave the other south bounder anchored and leave with the north bounder. The sun is barely up.

We are off the Mississippi River now. Turning into the Ohio River we are met with several tows and docked barges waiting. The river is now a dirty brown instead of the disgusting brown of the Mississippi. It changed colour instantly. For the next several miles we pass another hub of barge industry. Moving south to the new construction lock we are met with a construction accident that will close the river down for several hours. We are allowed to pass through as they set up. They have a procedure where one boat, or tow and barge can go through single file, in only one direction at a time, for about 3 miles with an assigned tow to escort you through. Only us and one other boat get through before it is shut down for 9-10 hours today to clean up the accident. We feel like we won the lottery.  In fact we hear on the radio the other south bound boat we were in Angelo’s with last night ask to pass. They were told to find a comfortable spot and it would be late afternoon before they could pass. Of course they wouldn’t be the priority when it was open.

At Lock #53 the barge is putting up the wickets. The lockmaster had to call the big guys to find out if we could pass. It was about a 10 minute wait. We were told that some wickets have been put up and some are only half up. We are instructed to talk with the working barge captain to find out where we can get through. A bit hair raising. Current, half up wickets and trusting the guys on the barge to know exactly where we are to pass through in a small opening at a no wake speed as well. We made it! That saved us several hours because it was probably that or have to wait until the procedure for opening the lock for the first time after several months of closure is done.

What’s that in the sky? Is it a bird? Is it a Plane? No, it’s Superman!!!! Everyone knows Superman was from Metropolis. We pass Metropolis with its casino boat and that would be the highlight in this little town. No big introduction to the “Big Guy in the sky”. Not even an acknowledgement about Superman.

The Ohio River is busy with tows and barges all the way. We make it to the entrance of the Cumberland River. The Ohio River weaves through and around to the entrance even though it looks like you can go straight across. Very shallow everywhere so must stay in this weaving pattern in the channel on the sailing line. It is about 10 feet deep in several spots on our depth gauge.

At the confluence of the Cumberland and Ohio the water changes colour again. There is a mix of a greenish hue and a light brown that weaves through promising us clearer waters on the Cumberland. The Cumberland is narrow from what we have been used to on this trip. It meanders around and seems to really go nowhere fast. It is starting to look beautiful again. The green trees, blue skies and greenish hue of the water is welcoming after so many days of the brown. There are rock formations, sand grooved by rushing flood waters and industry…..and more tows and barges. It’s a tight squeeze to pass these big guys carrying 10 barges or so in such restricted space. Scott does it like a pro, as always.

Moving through the Cumberland our next stop before civilization is a lock. Barkley Lock and Dam. 57 feet lift. She’s a big one. We tie off to a moving bollard that goes up with us that makes the big lift easy. It takes awhile. I’m on the bow in a lifejacket sweating in 90+ degrees in full sun. By the time we are done locking up my shirt is completely soaked. That shower is going to feel good tonight.

Green Turtle Marina Resort & Spa lives up to its name. Carrie and Melissa at the office are super friendly and help us with all our needs. There are 2 outdoor pools, 1 indoor, a spa, a fitness centre, our fuel, laundry, showers, even a courtesy car. It has condos to rent if you want off your boat and so much more. Turtles, turtles, everywhere turtles.  The turtles here will eat out of your hand.

After we gas up and needing only a half tank, we get our favourite number 5 slip. Always a coincidence. The number 5 follows Scott around all the time and this is just one more of those times. Of course the pool was a must, laundry and dinner. Aiden found 6 tree frogs on board over the last couple days. He can finally let them go on land. Of course before that happened he had to learn the “sound” of a green and grey tree frog. Understand their habitat and be sure they would have a good start in their new home of Kentucky. We checked….they have them here too.

Coming from Angelo’s to Green Turtle is a long 10 hour day even though if you choose you can get up on plane on the Cumberland and parts of the Ohio.   The Cumberland Towhead looks like a great anchorage but we really wanted to gain a day and pushed onto Green Turtle.

 

 Posted by at 1:05 PM
Aug 112015
 

We are up and out just as dawn rises. We are ready to travel the 100 miles to get to an anchor spot called Angelo’s Towhead. As we leave the confluence of the Kaskaskia River and the Mississippi River a couple huge asian carps jump. One made it into the boat. Scott was at the helm and I was on the bow getting prepared to leave. Aiden was sleeping and missed it all. This fish was flopping around the back of the boat but in the seat areas. Blood and fish goo everywhere. Scott pushed it out of the boat. I had to clean up but the boat will smell like fish until I can clean it properly. We are on water rations so cleaning it up must be quick and use limited water. It’s gross to say the least.

As we continue upstream we realize that since we have been on the lock wall the river has receded. I’d say a couple feet lower. We can at least see the tops of the wingdams now. We are down a mile per hour on our current push so that will not only add to gas consumption but also time. We have also found a couple stowaways too. Tree frogs! We have to get them off before we stop or they will simply climb back on. I have been using one of the zapper fly swatters to kill spiders. Works fantastic! Every boat should have one just for this purpose.

During the morning we see 3 deer crossing but they turned back being a bit freaked out by the boat. We tried to let them go in front but they turned back instead. So we watched them climb to the side they started on and move on.

Winds are calm and the sun is hot. It’s going to be tough to stay cool today. We made it to Angelo’s Towhead by 3:00. A good 9 ½ hour day behind us. The cove to anchor is quite deep at 40 feet. You have to head in to about 20 feet to drop the anchor. Not much wake protection but a bit less current here. Too strong to take Low Voltage down though. We decide our route for tomorrow, have dinner and teach Aiden poker. He catches on quickly and beats us several times. Bed early to start another 9 hour day.

 Posted by at 2:58 PM
Aug 102015
 

The rain started while we were watching the movie. A scamper to be sure everything is in order for the big storms starts. Tarps are on, windows and vents closed, and checking of the lines. We’re good.

After midnight the big storm comes to life. Everywhere around us is thunder, lightening and rain. No winds. Straight down rain. The lightening show never disappoints but the duration is a problem for those of us wanting to move on. The next stop is our only stop and it is in a diversion canal. The diversion canal directs all the water from storms into this canal from the city of Cape Girardeau, MI. A little rain isn’t a problem but a big storm will cause 8 mile an hour current, debris and literally a wall of water from the drainage. This storm has put a damper on our spirits. We head back to bed and will check weather in the morning.

After our storm passes the morning is damp but dry. Nothing like receiving a flood warning on your phone. Emergency procedures, etc. We’re good as we sit on a floating cement lock weir. Our hopes that Cape Girardeau got shielded by a southwest wind was quickly diminished when we look at the data. They received over an inch of rain. Not knowing how big or how much rain this canal can take before it gets bad makes us stay again. I wish we had the ability to know this info. I’m writing to Cape Girardeau after this trip. Even a town dock of sorts would be a nice opportunity to stop for travelling. The diversion canal is 70 miles away and the next anchorage is almost 90. There are a couple others but Scott doesn’t like the looks of them on the charts. Too much possible shoaling. At 10-12 miles an hour on the Mississippi going 70 miles will take several hours and adding to that cuts it close to nightfall. Going fast is out of the question due to needed diesel preservation and debris hitting potential. So we go back to bed as it is only 5 AM.

So I try to clean the boat. Aiden finishes up his DaVinci clock that he received from his birthday. He also repairs a cabin light in his room. Scott looks at stops on the Cumberland River. Our last river and the books we have don’t cover it. So he studies the charts for available stops. Lunch is approaching but the guys are too wrapped up in repairing a blown speaker on our TV that we use for movies. It happened last year so Scott bought the speakers to replace and has never found the time.

It’s a hot one too. Little sun through the clouds but this far south you never get a reprieve even during storms. It’s just a movie night but with the 15 amp service we are able to run one air conditioner to beat the heat at night. The voltage drops a bit so we use a fan to move the air around using our smaller air conditioner.

 Posted by at 2:58 PM
Aug 092015
 

Sitting here on the wall of the Jerry F. Costello (formerly Kaskaskia Lock) lock we decide that we have to stay another day. It sounds like it would be a day off but it really is disappointing to not move. We have to move to keep the pace needed and weather is one thing that can and will stop you in your tracks. We watch a thunderstorm and heavy clouds pass to the north but nothing here. Thunder showers expected tonight but we’ll have to see what happens.

At the lock we are pleased to find power. 15 amp power just outside our door. Why were we not told? So this little lock that people pass by to put in 100 miles in one day sits here with everything you need, except water at your doorstep. But there is water available. No need to run the gen now. There is enough to charge the batteries and then later run a bit of air to beat this 95 degree temperature.

We spend the day on land taking the dingy to shore. We walk the Confluence Trail to the mouth of where the Mississippi River and Kaskaskia River meet. An outdoor classroom is there. It was under the water with the past floods so the sand is mucky and the muck is muckier. We watch Aiden play in the debris. Perhaps I should say I watch Scott and Aiden play in the mud. Food for though….Mississippi mud pie ice cream really does look like Mississippi mud. It whips like cream and the little oreo cookies that is put in the ice cream is a look alike for the chunks. The entire area has been under water for over a month so much of the vegetation has died. The grass is trying to start up again and the workers are trying to get the mud off the paved paths. They will get it all done just in time for the next year’s flood by the looks of it. We grabbed our hose and nozzle and headed over to the well. The pump there has a connection for a hose so we not only get cooled off but take a shower in our bathing suits. We really must look like hillbillies standing there in our suits, taking a shower and rinsing with a hose and nozzle. It was kind of fun. I’m sure the folk here are wondering about us Canadians. Remember we are still in conservation mode with water and diesel on the boat so taking a shower on the boat is out of the question.

We head back to the boat for dinner and a movie hoping that the predicted thunderstorms pass by.

 Posted by at 2:57 PM
Aug 082015
 

The fog rolled in and out and then in again while we were having breakfast. We have to wait for it to lift before heading south again. This river is non forgiving so anything but perfect weather and conditions is a must. The current, the barges, the underwater wingdams and weir dams that must be avoided. Too much to contemplate for taking chances. So we wait.

It doesn’t go to waste though. Scott lifts the hatch to look at the engines and drain the fuel filters. The generator is working up to par as well. We are ready to shove off and the fog has lifted. As we head south we see turbulence around the corners which are there due to wing dams and weir dams. Some are just below the surface while others are on the bottom. Our charts let us know which is which. It is so hot today. A whopping 93 degrees with 98 percent humidity and barely any breeze. A storm is brewing so everything is stable for now. We end up passing 4, yes 4 super huge barges with their tows set close together and pushing it. The turbulence and waves were so big that they crashed over the bow. We’ve been slimed! I really despise this river but at the same time it is magnificent. With it’s high sedementary rock cliffs, beautiful tree lined banks, (among the industry, that is) and blue skies.

We are setting our sights on the entrance to the Kaskaskia River entrance to stay at the lock there. The current is almost none and the waves will be minimal while at the lock.

Upon arriving we are set up on the wall of the outside of the lock. We can walk the boardwalk and use the dingy if we want. That’s it. It is still a government lock with regulations. Apparently there is water too but we haven’t found it yet. It is actually picturesque in it’s own way. But it is sooooo hot today. No air unless the gen goes on and we have to conserve our diesel for the next 250 miles with no stop.

 

 Posted by at 2:57 PM