Tuesday, October 24 - Fish Fry
The morning light
shining on the Chattanooga drawbridge as we get ready to pull out.
If this had been my
first day cruising, it probably would have been my last. Gil called
Chicamauga Lock and Dam before we left and they told him there might be a short
delay in locking us through. As we got closer, the lock master said the
delay would be a little longer. So we are hanging out just below the dam,
where the current is strongest. And a brisk wind starts blowing, just to
make it more fun. Danny’s plan was to tie onto a ring on the federal
mooring cell (looks like a silo) and let the current keep us downriver from
it. Good idea, but the wind did not cooperate. I spent HOURS (well
it seemed like hours) with the boat hook trying to keep us pushed away from the
cell. Woman with stick against wind = woman loses. I was exhausted
when they finally let us in the lock.
After that
experience, the ride up thee lock was a breeze!
Chicamauga Lake had
some really pretty homes. I probably took pictures of the same ones on
our way down! 
Deb’s cousins, Faye
and Johnnie, wanted to cook a fish dinner for us, so we pulled into a cove at a
county park and anchored, waiting for them to arrive by car.
Danny took the
dinghy to shore to pick them up. Faye brought so much stuff for dinner
that it took two dinghy trips!
Johnnie caught the
walleye and crappie and he and Gil fried them up. Faye made wonderful
hush puppies and brought slaw. It was a feast! 
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