Left Clifton Marina this morning at 8am sharp. Lovely folks at a pretty neat marina. Not much to see in Clifton but the marina owner Gene Davidson was gracious enough to let us use the courtesy car to visit lovely metropolitan Savannah (Tennessee, not Georgia). So, we’re on our way when we see this sign on the road.
Oh hell, this is like seeing an old friend in a way out of the way place. Nobody home so we took a little walking tour. Did not go into any of the restricted areas, just stayed in the parking lot.
This is where Brown-Forman purchases white oak logs and converts them into barrel staves for the 3 cooperages that make the barrels for Jack Daniels, Woodford Reserve, Old Forester, Coopers Craft and Early Times.
When we left Clifton this morning, the Tennessee was like glass. This lasted the whole day and there was a respite from the heat. Real pretty day. Check out these photo’s.
We had to pass through the Pickwick Locks to get to our current marina, Pickwick State Park Marina. This was a 55′ vertical lift to get to Pickwick Lake.
Couple of things you may have noticed in the above photo’s. We always wear life vests (these only inflate when submerged) when entering a lock, very turbulent water. Debbie is wearing what is called a marriage saver. Since there is a significant amount of real estate on WB we wear headset communicators. Beats the hell out of yelling back and forth. Deb is also brandishing a boat pole to keep the boat off the yucky walls of the locks we go through. You might have also noticed the concrete wall beneath the lock doors. The top of the concrete wall was the bottom of the shipping channel the lock was lifting us to.
Haley Bennett (not THAT Haley Bennett, I am referring to my daughter) sent us the above photo of a killer sunset in Louisville. Not to be outdone Deb and I responded with the photo below.
This photo is even better cuz this is how we roll.