Sunday, September 8, 2013


Saturday Sept. 7 

30 Miles    Ginger Bay, KY to Little Crooked Creek, TN

As I’m writing this we have some friends back home that took their sailboat into Pigeon Lake for the weekend and are looking at our empty slip. It seems weird to think we are about 750 miles away from there experiencing ……. How do you describe in words your dream coming true?

 Last night we went for a ride around the bay in the dinghy. What beautiful scenery here. Just before sunset a deer came out to get a drink of water and a white heron was trying to catch its dinner.
 



Also during this ride we saw a large wood box with a big hole and it had some stones and bricks on top of it. Have you ever heard of noodling? Well noodling is considered a sport where you catch catfish with your bare hands. In areas where there are mud banks catfish live in holes under water along these banks. “People” will go in the water, stick their arms into these holes and the catfish latch onto them. UUUUGH!!!!!! Since there are no mud banks in this area, fishermen put these boxes in the water, catfish make it there home and well you get the picture. Sport?????

 

 

We left Ginger Bay at 0850 and arrived at Little Crooked Creek at 1215. We had sunny weather with 90 degrees. Along the way we had the usual view of buoys, markers, herons, but wait, what is that? We came by an abandoned dock and inside there was a tent and 2 people. I can think of a lot better places to go for a weekend retreat.

 

Just before arriving at our anchorage we got hit with little black flies. Thank goodness these flies did not bite. Once we anchored we got out the vacuum and started to clean them up. We could not keep up, they just kept coming. We closed all the windows and went down inside the boat for the rest of the evening.  

 

Sunday Sept. 8 

13 miles    Little Crooked Creek to Pebble Island, TN

When we first got up we checked out the boat for flies. They were all over the outside and quite a few in the back salon. We pulled anchor at 0800 and arrived at Pebble Isle Marina at 1000. Topped off our fuel tanks and got a slip. We will probably stay here for a couple of nights. After tying up at the dock out came the vacuum again. A couple of hours of vacuuming and hosing off the outside Priorities is looking good again. We asked the dock hand about the flies and it seems they have several hatchings a year. Almost like May flies. They show up for a day or two then die.

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