TOTAL MILES TRAVELED TODAY: 37 NM
By 8:45 we were following Blue Angel and Miss Ruby out of our peaceful anchorage and heading back into the Tennessee River’s main channel. It is a vibrant morning, making the colors all the more outstanding. This house, high on the cliff overlooking the river, had a ladder leading into the water and even a diving board. The water is plenty deep here, reading over 50’ here in the navigational channel.
|OUR ANCHORAGES SHROUDED IN EERIE CLOUDS|
|HOUSE PERCHED HIGH ON THE CLIFF|
|----WITH DIVING BOARD AND SWIM LADDER AT THE WATER|
|FALL COLORS ON THE CLIFFS|
|AHA, THE VIBRANT REDS|
|BLUE SKIES, FLUFFY WHITE CLOUDS AND SOME FALL COLORS|
The cute town of Clifton hovered over the river, inviting boaters to her marina. We found this bizarre sight nearby, a complete campsite with lodging, amusement and the possibility of nourishment.
|A VOLLEYBALL NET, A TENT AND A COUPLE OF BOVINE!|
Dan got ambitious and put up our many courtesy flags to advertise our journey’s adventures, so far. We are still debating what our direction will be when we exit from Mobile.
|DAN FLYING THE COLORS|
|LOOK CLOSELY FOR THE SCARLET ON THE SHORE|
Just before passing under the Harrison-McMgarity Memorial Bridge we sighted the grand plantation house where General Grant encamped during the 1862 Civil War battle at Shiloh. This battle marked the beginning of the end for the Confederate with untold lives lost by both sides. We are wending our way through the pages of our US History books.
|HOME ONCE OCCUPIED BY GENERAL LEE|
Anchoring so late last night was not ideal, leading us to into our anchorage behind Wolf Island (MM192) early in the day. We were soon joined by Sea Estate (Ed and Connie) and Blue Angel (Jim and Sharon) with N II Wishin' (Jerry and Joan) and Ocean Breeze (Todd and Paula) following behind later in the day.
|ED AND CONNIE'S SEA ESTATE RAFTED TO JIM AND SHARON'S BLUE ANGEL|
|JERRY AND JOAN'S N II WISHIN' RAFTED WITH TODD AND PAULA'S OCEAN BREEZE|
Once anchored, Dan and I took the dink to the little island just off our port side and gathered some driftwood for a possible bonfire tonight.
Our anchorage companions joined us at the Quest for cocktails and a gab fest with Dan taxiing Todd, Paula and Jerry since they didn’t put their dink in. The others tootled over together and we all had a grand evening. Poor Joan now has the “bug” that has swept through that group and kept to her boat, perhaps to enjoy some peace and quiet.
The night crept up on us and brought the raindrops with it. We opted out of a rainy bonfire and just enjoyed the quiet from our own little haven.
|SUNSET OFF WOLF ISLAND|