Very dismayed to discover my wool blanket was quite damp last night. The temps are warming, however, and I won’t have need of such a cumbersome item much longer, I suspect. Several tows passed as I ate my dinner in the dark, and they make use of an incredibly powerful search light in the cockpit, which sweeps the riverbanks and must reach for nearly a mile.
On the river today I passed what appeared to be a dormant ski resort, though it seemed scarcely 500 ft. tall. I suppose that is the most vertical descent one could hope for in these parts. The banks of the river are so lush and green, it makes for a continual pleasant view.
I reached the small town of Savanna, which seems to have a tavern in every other storefront, around 1 pm. I will remain here for a full day, staying two nights, so I might make use of the library’s resources. I hope to gather sufficient information to make a confident choice of either remaining on the Mississippi River or heading up the Ohio and Tennessee Rivers to the TN/Tombigbee Waterway, and thence to the Alabama River on to Mobile.
Day 27: 24 Mi. 1 Lock.