
We may have overstayed a bit in the north as the days of late autumn, even here in the "Confederacy", began to get a bit nippy. On more than one morning, we awoke to find the decks slippery and the windshield coated with frosty ice. This picture was taken at J.P. Coleman State Park on the morning of November 3rd. This was the day we resumed the trip path south for the Loop when we turned off the Tennessee into Yellow Creek. That night we pulled in at Midway Marina with Sweet Caroline, a trawler we had traveled through locks with all day. The next morning we had fog again but left early with the assistance of Enlightenment, whose stern light we were able to follow to the lock. Sweet Caroline traveled with us. That night we put anchors down in a barge port area and had to move when a tow came in to drop an empty.

While it was cold in the open cockpit, the beauty around us served to warm us. This spectacular sunset promised better things to come.

The White Cliffs of Epes. A long sweep of the river is bounded by this high bluff of white rock. It turns the river 180+ degrees and is more striking in person than in picture.
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