Day 16, Stewart Towhead to Gold Dust Bar

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Miles Covered:  lm 869.8- to lm 795  (75 river miles)  Ashport, Tn

Closest towns or landmark (chart): Steward Towhead island to Gold Dust Bar

Original Post date: June 14



The Leviticus

Again woke to the usual Coffee, its been a nice consistent ‘perk’ to each day.  On this morning Carl finally decided to become “one with the river’ and take a bath (thank goodness).  No doubt we are spoiled with the quality of water in WNC and this was a BIG step for Carl – I think that he was at the point of using ‘Off’ (insect repellent) for defunker…. The ‘One with the river’ Carl was better for the air – plus, now he was earning the ‘River-Rat’ status….


Great day of weather once again, no complaints – we have seen shorelines of black mud (Upper Miss) that took effort to wash off,  shores that you thought were sand but a person would sink on – to now the shorelines of the Lower Mississippi, beautiful sandbars so far.


Phone service and internet has become limited, to the point we don’t even try – I guess thats part of being here anyway – just to ‘unplug‘ from it all for a couple short months…


The deck of the pontoon is wet, always wet (wet feet) – another part of it all.  The waves and wash from the tows reach over the bow and onto the floor – the slash guard and the register help (thanks Bill) – getting your deck ‘washed’ is something to expect, often.


The Frank R. Alter ‘getting it on’ with The Phyllis

The pilots of the tows have shown the utmost regard – but they can only do so much.  The waves their vessels produce are just a product for study in the motion of water.  As for encountering their wakes – expect the worse of wakes for two or three miles after the tow, waves that seem to radiate (or reverberate) from the banks back into the channel.  We just maintain our idle-speed and take them one at a time to ride them out, all very neat in its own way – the bonus of a wet floor is that it cools things off a bit – dries quickly, just in time for another set of wakes.


Of course in reading up and preparing for this trip I expected most all of what we are encountering, its really not made me that anxious with what is going on – I clearly understand the ‘moped-on-the-interstate‘ theory and hold great respect for our surroundings.


Carl at times is anxious and on one such pass near a tow this anxiety and sixteen days with me came to the surface (I took the inside-line when passing a tow on a bend) – he swore he would take my Gerber tool at retirement.  I casually responded that I was headed down the river – with or without my Gerber tool..  With no options, Carl pouted (below).  


It was funny and simply another part of two different folks coping.  There are few people that would agree to take on such an adventure with so few personal luxuries; Carl is certainly one of those few – and I wouldn’t hesitate to set-sail with him again.

Overall it was a ‘mellow’ sort of day; covering 70 miles on 6 gallons of fuel....





and with Carl providing the ‘mark,’ we found yet another island without tows to shake us and/or trains to wake us….  zzzzzzzzzzz

Noted ‘towboats’ for the day; (towboatgallery)

The Leviticus

The Cooperative Spirit

The WW Dyer

The B John Yeager

The Mark Alan

The Frank Rader

The Dennis Hendrix

The Harry M Mack

The Christopher Parsonage

Next day, Day 17,18 to Memphis

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