Dog vs. Cat

The rain started some time during the night, causing us to close the windows now that we finally had a mild enough night to leave them open.  We decided not to set the alarm for this morning and just wake up on our own.  Something else woke us up though, making a noise on the boat, but we never did figure out what it was.  We could only guess that it might have been a gator rubbing on the bottom of the boat since we weren’t rubbing the shoreline or the bottom as we originally thought might be happening when we jumped up.  Another strange occurrence was that the helm dashboard was quite wet from the rain, which has never happened before.  We still haven’t figured that one out.  Maybe it’s all the ghosts of Old Lock #1.  It has such a rich history.

We were taking our time this morning with nothing special at our destination when we heard two tows conversing on the VHF about where they were going to pass.  It was going to be just above Old Lock #1 so we decided to get out on the river ahead of the down bound tow so we would not have to overtake it.  Another successful mission when we popped out into the river just after 6:30 a.m. and just in time to see the up bound tow.

The north winds helped to push us most of the way down the river, but made the temperatures drop as the morning progressed.  “Tumbleweed” overtook us at about 11:30 a.m.  We knew they would be later than us departing this morning as they stated they had to take the dog to shore in the morning again.  So glad we have a cat.

The afternoon thankfully turned over an abundance of sunshine.  We were able to turn off the heaters and open some windows.  The afternoon brought an extra pull on us with the tide going out also, so our speed was extraordinary even at low RPMs.

Okay, so it's not exactly wildlife, but it was something to see

We pulled into David Lake about 4:00 p.m. with “Tumbleweed” already here.  We went on around them and anchored in our usual spot.  We were surprised we did not hear from them on our way in, but once we were anchored we realized they were off in the dinghy taking the dog to shore.