SATURDAY
TOTAL MILES TRAVELED TODAY: 64 NM
Dan and I were at the Hunter Museum of American Art shortly after it opened and found our way to Janet Fish's luminous Orange Lamp and Oranges (1082). How cool to see it there in this fabulous museum of our outstanding American artists. We also found a few Ansel Adams photographs, a couple of John Sargent Singer’s works and even a Grandma Moses painting.
Image via WikipediaHUNTER MUSEUM OF AMERICAN ART
JANET FISH'S ORANGE LAMP AND ORANGES
Image via WikipediaPHOTOGRAPHER ANSEL ADAMS
Chattanooga, in the path of The Trail of Tears, had some outstanding memorials to this unfortunate part of our history. Right at the waterfront they paid tribute to the Cherokee Indian Nation that was forced out of their homeland east of the Mississippi in 1938-1939. Men, women and children were rousted from their homes and forced into concentration camp like settings before being pushed thousands of miles to what is now Oklahoma. The Cherokee people named this path the Trail of Tears because of the hunger, disease, exhaustion, humiliation and death that the 15,000 displaced Cherokee were forced to endure during this forced journey. More than 4,000 Cherokee Indians lost their lives on this tragic journey.
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CHATTANOOGA'S MEMORIALBack on the Quest we made preparations for our immediate cast off. We waved good bye to Chattanooga and retraced our path back towards the Tennessee-Tombigbee Waterway (aka: the Tenn-Tom). We saw Lookout Mountain, the peak we ascended to in yesterday’s rail car ride, as we made our way back into the countryside.
WE WERE DOCKED IN THE EMPTY SPACE BETWEEN THE BOATS
LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN FROM THE RIVERWe noticed a marked difference in the foliage in just the two days since our passage through here. Some of the trees are now showing their bare branches but there is little of Vermont’s dazzling reds.
Just about the time I was getting the hang of the EST, we passed back into the Central Time Zone. Thankfully our clock keeps track of the day, date and time or I would be in a heap of trouble.
By 2:30 we had made it back to the Nickajack Lock at 424.7 and waited just a while for passage. We were back in Alabama around 3:30 and continued on to anchor just outside of the deserted Bellefonte Nuclear Power Plant. Lucky for us it never opened. We got in just in time for the evening’s beautiful sunset at this quiet, peaceful anchorage..
ANCHORAGE VIEW OFF OUR PORTFABULOUS SUNSET
Yikes!! Edit, Edit! Just after Dan whipped me at cards, we were on our way down to bed and I happened to mention that we looked closer to the old receiving dock for Bellefonte. "Nope, no way", "Well, let me look at this" then "I think we better pull in the anchors (fore and aft)". So, in the light of the bright moon, we yanked and tugged and pulled up the adobe loaded aft anchor then cranked up the front one next. We positioned ourselves a litter better into the building wind and started all over again. Dan stayed up watching for a while but we ended up having a restful night, once we had everything righted.
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