Saturday morning we pulled anchor and headed south on Lake Barkely. This lake extends some 200 miles from the dam (Barkley Dam, oddly enough) to the next dam - Pickwick. We had anchored out in a cove, which was tricky getting in and out, due to shallow water. In the end however, it worked out really nice and we had a quiet evening to ourselves. The next morning it was raining and heavily overcast as we started down the Tennessee. There were hundreds (and hundreds..) of boats out on the lake for a bass tournament. Note the second picture in our blog. Thought it depicted the bridge to nowhere. Not sure what happened to the other half of the bridge, but evidently the ferry picked up where the bridge has left off.
Saturday morning we pulled anchor and headed south on Lake Barkely. This lake extends some 200 miles from the dam (Barkley Dam, oddly enough) to the next dam - Pickwick. We had anchored out in a cove, which was tricky getting in and out, due to shallow water. In the end however, it worked out really nice and we had a quiet evening to ourselves. The next morning it was raining and heavily overcast as we started down the Tennessee. There were hundreds (and hundreds..) of boats out on the lake for a bass tournament. Note the second picture in our blog. Thought it depicted the bridge to nowhere. Not sure what happened to the other half of the bridge, but evidently the ferry picked up where the bridge has left off.
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