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Ft. Loudon


Skinwalker log September 3, 2004, Friday

Ft. Loudon Marina 0630 hrs.

It is cool and dark outside. Yesterday and the day before we did not use
the air conditioning. Yeah, fall is on the way.

There has been a stirring in my legs that reaches down to my toes recently. I thought it the first recognition of the change of season. I was wrong. It is the precursor to the visceral demand to weigh anchor and move on. But there is still so much to see and do, how can we leave just now?

Hurry Flatt, the itch is a formidable force.

Maybe todays and tomorrows 50 mile run up to Knoxville will take some of the edge off.

A week from today we hope to take advantage of the weekend rate for car rentals and travel to Dayton to see the courthouse of the Scopes Monkey trial pitting evolution against creationalism, if you will; Chattanooga to pickup my dive equipment, Oak Ridge to see the Museum and then Saturday and Sunday up in the Smokies on the Cades Cove Loop and into a couple of towns. We still have a few places and people to meet up the Little Tennessee River.

When we started we planned on seeing all of the river systems in this part of the world. Once we got here we found a bunch more rivers that we didnt even know existed. We have seen about 25% of what is navigable and worth exploring. We can say with no exaggeration that the Eastern Tennessee landscape, weather and the people has grabbed us by the heart and seduced us into a gentler, slower, kinder, calmer, prettier way of living large. But it has also slowed our pace of exploring which is not a bad thing.

We will be sadden when we start our voyage downstream in a couple of weeks and it will be our loss to regain in the future when we next tour up the Tombigbee and into Western Tennessee along the Tennessee and the Cumberland Rivers during another summer.

But for now it is time to put our home back into cruising mode so we can leave in few hours for the explosive adventure of Boomsday.

Be kind to each other our friends,


Captn Lynnie and skinwalker