Aug 23, 201204:19 PM
Swing Set: Cruising Full Time
Demopolis Yacht Basin
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We spent a whole day in the Cochrane Cut-Off. The river was calm in the anchorage there, and we only say two barges and one jon boat. The two annoying things were that the crickets and cicadas were in a vocal mood and serenaded us the whole time. I am a firm believer that if the insects would all get together with a plan, they could drive us all nuts. All they need is organization. There was also an airport nearby, and planes did stunt maneuvers all day. It would have been fun to watch, but we couldn't see any planes due to the trees and clouds, just heard the constant roar of their engines.
Swing Set got a good bath, in and out, from Rosie, and my contribution to our floating society was a little Lexan bracket that I pop-riveted to the radar screen cover so I can hold one of the guides we are using. A pop-rivet tool is a good thing to have on the boat, along with a drill, sander, soldering iron, Dremel tool and jig-saw. This is the short list.
We left our anchorage at around 9 a.m. on Wednesday and had a pretty long travel day, arriving at the Demopolis Yacht Basin at almost 5 p.m. Diesel fuel was $3.59 per gallon, and we took on 133 gallons. We didn't need it, but I won't pass on fuel that cheap. We filled up our water tank, too, and dumped our trash.
I talked to the fuel barge attendant at length, along with the captain of one of the tow boats fueling up at the dock there. The tow boat was taking on 10,000 gallons. Can you imagine? I asked about the restaurant there at the marina and was told the food was pretty good. Sounded like a right fitting endorsement to me. The place didn't look fancy, and that is right up our alley.
The New Orleans Bar and Grill seemed like the perfect place to end our day and get a nice cold beer in some air conditioning, so we both took quick showers, left Holly on the boat tied to the fuel dock and walked up to the restaurant. We took a seat at a booth, ignoring my rule about meeting more people at the bar than anywhere, but after making a quick survey of the scene, I asked Rosie if she wouldn't rather sit at the bar. I'm not sure if the nice waitress minded, but we told her we'd rather have a seat at the bar where two fellas were there and gave us a friendly hello.
First things first were two Bud Lights at Happy Hour prices, and then Rosie ordered Southwest Chicken and Shrimp. Shrimp and Grits was the special, so I had to try them, since I liked them so much at the Docks at Goose Pond. Our bartender, Lane, kept us supplied with cold beers, and she was fun to chat with, too.
I took this picture of Swing Set sitting at the fuel dock before the camera battery went dead again. Demopolis Yacht Basin is right on the river and is the perfect fuel stop, and we were about to find out how nice the folks we met in the restaurant were also.
Lane found out we were in need of a couple of cases of Bud Light and offered to have her mother pick some up for us, as she was about to arrive at the bar with some ice cream so Lane could make some specialty shots, the name of which I have already forgotten. We declined her offer about the same time one of the regulars came in and joined us and the other two fellas. We quickly met Tom; his family has lived in Demopolis for five generations and has a business there that he runs with his 82-year-old dad. Tom was trading conversations with us and the other two regulars at the bar when they started talking about college football, and since they found out we were from St. Louis, they admitted as to how they liked the idea that Mizzou was now in their conference, the SEC.