Microtel Inn & Suites Tupelo
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Today, Nov. 27 Chris the mechanic come over in the afternoon and cut a new slot in the existing shaft while still in the boat. That meant that we didn't have to have the boat lifted out of the water for over $300 and didn't need to remove the shaft and maybe buy a new one for heaven only knows how much. And the difficulty- sometimes the rudder has to be removed before the shaft can be pulled out. Not cheap any way you ...
So there we were on another beautiful morning at Bay Springs.
At 7 AM I called the lock operator on the radio and asked about traffic and was rewarded with none and he would make the chamber ready for us. We were underway by 7:30 and drove right into the lock. The same held true for the next 2 locks. Drive right in and drop down and keep going.
A possible planned stop was at ...
... We journal every day and then type it into our Travel Pod log when we can and that said, we don't always get good Internet service and sometimes not even at all in these small towns. If we do get good Internet service we try to coordinate it with a rest day to get caught up with the log. That's bad enough but what's worse is that we have also lost a few travel log entries during editing and always near the end of our work. First we were ...
... we had to ride on the road and no sooner did the traffic increase and so did the hills! But the scenery always makes it worth it. On a lighter note we saw our first palm tree today at a residence in a little town called Belmont, not much else in that town. Just before reaching Fulton we pulled over in front of another gas station feeling the exhaustion of a long day and only knowing an approximate arrival time, we needed at least a water ...
... to put it) and my
bicycle... that one was a bit of a tragedy. But my bike rack is not
up to the job of carrying it. It's made of pretty cheap metal that
had warped during the trip to Kentucky and no matter how tightly I
cranked the mechanism, the bike kept sliding around. I didn't really
want to be responsible for killing some innocent commuter with a
flying bike, so I left it – but I kept the awesome seat that Dia
gave me for my birthday.