Batty

A short delay this morning and we were off the dock at Decatur by 6:15 a.m.  A little more than an hour later and we were transiting under the I-65 bridge.  Our second north bound time under it.
A very quiet and uneventful day on the water.  Just the way we like it.  The scenery getting more mountainous as we traveled.
By 1:00 p.m. we were in Guntersville Lock for a 39 foot lift that took only about 15 minutes.  An hour later we picked our spot in Honeycomb Creek.  We anchored on the east side to get the little bit of wind protection, but also to get a more broad view.  It was a 49 mile travel day.

Peek a boo (third from left)

After a while Bill and Patty came to pick us up in their dinghy.  We rode to every forked end of Honeycomb Creek.  We stopped on the way back under one of the low bridges to capture a couple of pictures of the barn swallow nests.  These are on most bridges.  We went around Goat Island which we are anchored behind, and tried to find a General Andrew Jackson name carving in the stone up river without success.
We enjoyed left-overs from Stan and Shirley the other night aboard "Conched Out Too" for dinner before heading down river via their dinghy to watch the tens of thousands of endangered gray bats emerge from their cave at dusk.