We’re Baaaaaackkkkk. Literally. Left you as we left the Quad Cities, heading for the Twin Cities, and we now have been to Minneapolis/St. Paul and back. The River is an 853 mile long dead end, and the only way out is the way we came in.
To recap, Bombfire Pizza in Sabula, IA was a hoot. Great pizza, and owner Tom picked us up at the Marina—-in his truck, not in his ’60’s VW bus. After we’d eaten our pizza and enjoyed the piano players—hired and impromptu, Tom had disappeared, so another patron returned us to the Marina in Tom’s truck. The keys were in it—“I sold it to him, guess I can drive it!”, said he. Small town America!
Both boats, CAROLYN ANN and YOUNG AMERICA were able to find dockage at marinas every night but one. And that day we simply moved out of the channel and dropped our anchors into the stickiest mud we’ve seen in many moons. Watched the tow boats pass at a respectable distance and felt safe and secure.
As we approached St. Paul, our Looper pals Liz and Steve Kemper came out onto their waterfront to wave and take pictures. Big lifesyle change going on with them! Their house is rented, emptied, and the van is packed, ready for them to move south and become full time live-aboards. Their boat, SHINGABISS, awaits them in Florida, and we were happy to arrive in St. Paul in time to spend a fun evening with them.
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| almost twins, steaming up the Upper! |
We docked at Watergate Marina in St. Paul. For Punk and Joe, it was a base for sightseeing. For us, a place to leave the boat. We flew to NY on Sept. 2. This time we were happy to be able to support daughter Ada as she prepared for and celebrated the grand opening of her dream—-Salon Lucere! A couple of spots of rain did nothing to dampen the enthusiasm. About 100 folks from in and around Chester, NY gathered under a tent for the official ribbon cutting, and then were treated to ‘runway walks’ by 4 models from New York whose hair had been ‘done’ by Ada’s staff in the newest Fashion Week styles. Food and drink were great, and tours showed off the fabulous job Ada has done of co-ordinating the renovation of the building with rentals to two related services upstairs! Congrats, Ada, we’re proud of you, and happy that our granddaughter, Devyn is a part of the staff!
Next stop, Washington, DC for 5 days of US Power Squadron National meeting, coupled with spending time with daughter Jen and Christopher, who live in Burke, VA.
Back to NY for Dr. visits (Fred’s melanoma site is clean and he got an
A+ from MemSKCaCen in New York.) and back to the boat!
Had a fun afternoon at Target Stadium watching a Twins’ Game. We totally missed the end of the Yankees season, and the retirement of the Captain. Sigh. Derek is definitely one of the good guys!
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| 3 Nurses from the Swedish Hospital Sch. of Nsg. Way back when! |
Jane and June, two of my nurses’ training buddies who live in the Twin Cities, came for lunch on Monday, and then we tossed the lines and motored over to the Bohemian Flats where we tied up on the Excursion dock and had dinner with Captain Dave. We opted not to go thru the Upper and Lower St. Anthony Falls Locks—we’ll rely on our run to the end of navigation last year for the memories.
Federal legislation has mandated the closing of the Upper Falls Lock at the end of this season. The rationale behind the closure is to stop the spread of our old ‘friends’ the Invasive Carp (no longer called ‘Asian’ as they were when we encountered them in the IL River on our 2009 Great Loop trip.)
Our longest stop on the way south was again in Moline. My brother Gene’s daughter and son-in-law, Sandi and Lou, brought Gene and ‘Frank’s Pizza’ to the Marina on Saturday the 27th of Sept. It was 90 degrees on the back deck, but on the bow of the boat we found shade and a lovely breeze, so we had our pizza party there.
The next day, my sister Betty, her husband Gene and their dog, Daisy (recuperating from shoulder surgery) drove in from So. Dak. It was the first time we three sibs could recall just hanging out together as adults—-with no excuse (such as wedding or funeral) for a get together. We’ve always been a very close family, said she with tongue in cheek.
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| For sure Norwegians! |
We took an extra day in Moline to have a doctor remove what my mom would have called a ‘hurt bump’ from my right elbow. OK, not quite the same… if I didn’t behave, she would offer to “put hurt bumps on your head faster than you could rub them!” But this bump did hurt, and I’m glad it is gone!
“Keep ‘er coming Cap—we’ll have it ready for you!” 23 out of 27 times these were the wonderful words we heard from lock masters as we called to say we were approaching a lock as we moseyed down the River. A pretty amazing record!
There has been a LOT of rain in the past few weeks, and the extra water ends up in the river. So locking was also speeded by the fact that the water is again so high (crested at 20 feet above normal here at St. Louis today) that the lock drop might be 2 feet instead of 10, or 5 instead of 28. As the river level rises the debris on the shores gets picked up, and pushed downstream. Weaving through logs, manny the size of telephone poles, as well as assorted branches and trunks is challenging and tiring. We;re told that the water level will drop 2-3 feet per day for the next 5 or 6 days, and the flotsam will return to the banks.
But the current is great! We were going 12+ mph today! Whiplash!
The Mississippi is like no other river we’ve cruised. It definitely has a personality all its’ own, and we have thoroughly enjoyed making it’s acquaintance. Twice.
Tomorrow we’ll race through the minefield as we get pushed down the ‘goofy 200’ at high speed.
Onward and upward……….we’ll be back soon. Do remember to breathe!