Today was one of those days that You would like to miss. It started in the rain, and remained rainy, dark and dreary all morning and most of the afternoon. Most of the Tow boats had pushed their loads against the bank and were waiting for a change in weather due to the poor visibility.
We reached the end of the upper Mississippi, and entered the Ohio river. It felt like we had hit the brakes. The Mississippi current was flowing with us at 5 to 6 knots, and the Ohio current was flowing against us at 2 to 3 knots. Our speed was cut in half, and the engines were still running at the same speed. It seemed as if we had slowed to a crawl.
We had planned to moor to the Federal Mooring buoys 1 1/2 miles past Lock and Dam #53. We arrived there at 3 PM, and there were no buoys at this location. Apparently, the long tows waiting to enter the lock were using that side of the channel to push their barges against the bank to hold them in place while they waited. Apparently, the Federal buoys were victims of the waiting tows. We would not have stayed there even if the buoys were present. Too many barges.
We had one other possibility. According to our travel guide, twenty miles further, at Metropolis (Superman’s home town) we would find room to anchor near the State Park boat ramp. When we arrived there, We found that this area was not a good anchoring location due to the Tow boats waiting to pass through the lock nearby. We planned to continue on, and possibly reach the Cumberland Island Towhead shortly after dark. This would provide a safe anchorage. We called the lockmaster for locking instructions, and he informed us that it would be 2 to 3 hours before we could pass through. We then proceeded to cross the river to the Kentucky side, and started surveying the area to locate a safe area to anchor. We found a location that was perfect; Water depth of 15′, close to the Kentucky shore and tall trees to provide a shield from winds, and shielded from the main channel by a shoal that was too shallow fot the barges to cross. Shortly after securing the anchor, the Lockmaster called and said that we could lock through. It was still more than a hour before dark, and He said that there was a new dock available in Paducah where we could spend the night. The dock was only 30 minutes from the lock.
We pulled anchor and rushed to the lock. We were locked through, and headed to Paducah. You can guess the rest. No dock. The only dock that we were able to find was suitable for one or two Jon boats. We surely could not tie our three boats to this temporary looking structure. It is now after nightfall. We continued on our way, but we were steadily looking for a safe place to anchor. With hundreds of tow boats and thousands of barges working the immediate area, safe took on a new meaning. At around 9:30, Gary found a place that was suitable. It was located in a cove, and two abandoned barges were far enough apart to allow us to anchor, or hide, between them. We were on the Kentucky side, and there was lots of activity on the opposite shore, about 1 mile away. There were 40 to 50 lighted towboats moving about, and hundreds of barges anchored or moored along the shore. We went past the large concentration of moored barges on the Kentucky side, but it sure made me feel uneasy watching the activity on the opposite shore.
Sleep will not come easy tonight.