Saturday, September 28, 2019

Kimmswick to Kaskaskia

Not a long day but we're stalling a bit. More on that in a moment.

Over the night the winds died down. With the exception of the current, the waters were flat and pleasant. Given the shorter day ahead we didn't rush out but rather tossed lines around 9 am. The whole trip took less than 4 hours. The calm waters made it easier to spot the flotsam and logs that litter the river, but we couldn't be lax about it, either.

Compared to yesterday it was a boring day. Even docking. We left the Mississippi for the tiny river of Kaskasia to tie off on the wall of their lock. We won't go through it, just looking for a place to spend the night. Since we're off the Mississippi, there was hardly any current, and the air was still. Easy peasy. The only real thrill today was passing a couple of tows, one right after the other. Given they were headed up river their engines were working hard, churning up the water. Between the two of them the river rode with some 2 - 3 foot wake for a good while.
Big locks on the Mississippi. We had this one to ourselves.

We're having to slow boat it for a couple of days since loopers below us are still clogging some of the key stops, like Paducah and Green Turtle Bay. The soonest we could get into Paducah was Tuesday. Today is Saturday. With no other marinas available between here and there, we'll have to anchor out tomorrow and Monday night. The only real issue with that is -- and you'll love this -- it's hot out. Highs in the 90s for the next three days. While boating, no bigs, since we open the windows on the fly and get a breeze. While stopped, on the other hand, with no power to run the boat's AC, well that can be another matter. Of course the weather prediction is that things will cool down. The day we get to Paducah.

As I type this I'm hanging out on the fly deck with a fan blowing on me (because it's dead still today!). Such is boater life.

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