Shifting gears, again … from the hub-bub of Green Turtle Bay to the quiet anchorages of Kentucky Lake. Last night, we heard barges rumbling through the nearby lock. Tonight, we hear crickets.
Variety is good. It awakens your mind and refreshes your senses.
We’ve also encountered the Tennessee River, our 6th river of The Great Loop. It doesn’t “look” like a river yet because it’s encompassed here by this man-made lake, created when the Tennessee Valley Authority dammed the river. (Part of FDR’s New Deal.) The resulting lake is 55 feet higher than the original river. While it’s a popular recreation destination now, this engineering marvel was also the source of great upheaval by displacing some 72,000 people.
As Jeff says, we are “cruising on top of old homesteads.”
Our floating home arrived at Sugar Bay on the east side of Kentucky Lake just as the skies began to open. (They were restless all day, punctuated by both white puffy clouds and ominous deep gray ones, so we knew we were racing the weather again.) “What is it with us and sugar?,” I asked, remembering our hairy arrival at Sugar Island on the Illinois River as a storm blew in. This was a passing rain, though, and we were soon exploring by dinghy. We also received a visit, by dinghy, of the Loopers who are anchored in a different inlet about a mile away. Photos and captions below.