Day 26
Up early this morning at 8am!!!! Tabbie had to drag Grants but out of bed. Showers and then into town!!! Thank you to everyone for the mail/cards/gifts. Tabbie was looking forward to hearing from everyone. It made her day! Next post to be received will be in about 3 weeks in Mobile Al. We will post the address on the website in a few days or so. We also stopped at the local grocery store to pick up some supplies for our Thanksgiving diner next week. Tabbie is determined to make a complete Thanksgiving diner for Grant.
The scenery in New Johnsonville is beautiful although the actual town itself is run down. They call this town J’Ville for short. Lots of mobile homes with various junked cars in the yard, strip malls, and closed gas stations or stores. There is a state park that rests along the river, which we drove through to get to the marina that was very scenic. Minus the deer carcass that was lying on the side of the road, half decomposed, it was beautiful.
Grant made another friend at the marina. His name is Neil and he bought a small 25-foot sailboat for $500.00. We are not sure where he is exactly from, but he said that he was coming from Michigan and he left with $150.00 in his pockets and ran out of money at Pebble Isle marina in New Johnsonville. He was planning on docking there for a while and then going into town to see if he could pick up an odd job or two to make some cash. But as chance would have it, the owners of the marina were building a new house, so he is working for them in exchange for free rent and food I suppose. Maybe some cash also. He looked like the typical castaway. Long gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, a long beard and mustache. He was wearing a thin holey shirt with the picture of a ship on the front. He was a very nice gentleman who had some interesting stories. The old saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover. This guy was definitely living life……
We left at about 11am today. Tabbie was driving again. We met another boat that had approached us from the rear that was making close to the same trip as us. He was heading to Clearwater, FL. He radioed us from behind to let us know he was passing. And Grant strikes up a friendly conversation with him. Come to find out that he makes this trip several times a year. What do these people do for a living??
The one thing that we have noticed that is different about this part of the country is that the fishermen on the river are very rude and stubborn. They will sit in the middle of the channel. Tabbie saw a boat today that would not even move out of the channel for a barge. The barge had to come around the corner and maneuver around it. That boat could have been squashed!!!! Several times we had to snake ourselves through because they were strung out across the channel. We would wave and they wouldn’t even wave back. Grumpy old men!!!!
We decided to anchor behind an island because the weather was turning sour. We made about 29 miles today, going upriver still. The current seems to be really strong, so it is slow going. Once we hit the Tennessess-Tom Bigbee it will be downriver again. We anticipate that we will get there on Saturday. Grant tried to fix the water pump that failed to alert us when our boat started filling with water. Tabbie was crocheting Haleigh’s scarf. (Haleigh--I am almost done-I will mail it out on Saturday or next Monday) Don’t we sound like an elderly couple? Tabbie to her quilting and crocheting, Grant to his “house” projects and maintenance… We love our life.
The scenery in New Johnsonville is beautiful although the actual town itself is run down. They call this town J’Ville for short. Lots of mobile homes with various junked cars in the yard, strip malls, and closed gas stations or stores. There is a state park that rests along the river, which we drove through to get to the marina that was very scenic. Minus the deer carcass that was lying on the side of the road, half decomposed, it was beautiful.
Grant made another friend at the marina. His name is Neil and he bought a small 25-foot sailboat for $500.00. We are not sure where he is exactly from, but he said that he was coming from Michigan and he left with $150.00 in his pockets and ran out of money at Pebble Isle marina in New Johnsonville. He was planning on docking there for a while and then going into town to see if he could pick up an odd job or two to make some cash. But as chance would have it, the owners of the marina were building a new house, so he is working for them in exchange for free rent and food I suppose. Maybe some cash also. He looked like the typical castaway. Long gray hair pulled back into a ponytail, a long beard and mustache. He was wearing a thin holey shirt with the picture of a ship on the front. He was a very nice gentleman who had some interesting stories. The old saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover. This guy was definitely living life……
We left at about 11am today. Tabbie was driving again. We met another boat that had approached us from the rear that was making close to the same trip as us. He was heading to Clearwater, FL. He radioed us from behind to let us know he was passing. And Grant strikes up a friendly conversation with him. Come to find out that he makes this trip several times a year. What do these people do for a living??
The one thing that we have noticed that is different about this part of the country is that the fishermen on the river are very rude and stubborn. They will sit in the middle of the channel. Tabbie saw a boat today that would not even move out of the channel for a barge. The barge had to come around the corner and maneuver around it. That boat could have been squashed!!!! Several times we had to snake ourselves through because they were strung out across the channel. We would wave and they wouldn’t even wave back. Grumpy old men!!!!
We decided to anchor behind an island because the weather was turning sour. We made about 29 miles today, going upriver still. The current seems to be really strong, so it is slow going. Once we hit the Tennessess-Tom Bigbee it will be downriver again. We anticipate that we will get there on Saturday. Grant tried to fix the water pump that failed to alert us when our boat started filling with water. Tabbie was crocheting Haleigh’s scarf. (Haleigh--I am almost done-I will mail it out on Saturday or next Monday) Don’t we sound like an elderly couple? Tabbie to her quilting and crocheting, Grant to his “house” projects and maintenance… We love our life.
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