Thursday, September 15, 2016

Buzzards, Junk, and a Lighthouse

Tuesday:  It was a long hot run from Madison to Rocky Point Marina, especially since I used all the water to take a shower the night before. The sun beat down on us all day and late afternoon all I could see were buzzards flying over us just waiting for us to die from the heat.

At last we were within a couple miles of the marina and we see a lighthouse. I looked with the binoculars and could see a seaplane in the front yard and some canoes on a rack. Painted on the bottom of one "up shit creek canoe rentals". Hmmm, sounds like it is for us.

We arrive at the marina and the owners come by to hook up the electric and turn on the water and explain a little about the other boat--very interesting looking.

Kelly tried to put water in the port tank, but it wouldn't go in. We fill the starboard tank, get showers and relax for the evening. 

Wednesday:  A quick breakfast so we can get fuel. I get down in the rear cockpit and check for problems with the water tank and the valve was closed for the port tank!  I did not use up all the water!!!!  Kelly just wanted an excuse to not take a shower. We walk across the street to the store hunting for bread and lunchmeat. They had none. We got everything we really needed though:  donuts for Kelly and beer (Not Your Fathers Vanilla Cream Ale) for me!!!

Ready to go, but some guy comes by with a camera, he likes taking pictures of boats. Kelly chatted with him for a little while and I got off the boat to meet him. Jack built the lighthouse a few miles up the river! He and his wife were professional water skiers way back.  He gave us a CD of his boat pictures and we pulled away from Rocky Point.

So we  arrived at Evansville at 9 pm dark o'clock. Another couple came out of their boat when they saw the Great Loop burgee on our boat. Rick and Monica on Moni Jean are the first Loopers we have met! They gave us helpful tips and advice. We may run into them this fall in Florida.



Thursday: we managed to leave Evansville about 9:30 and traveled 9 unevenful hours to anchor out behind Cincinnati Island near Shawneetown, Illinois. It is now beer o'clock!