Sunday, March 13, 2011


"It was out there a-swirlin fer abaut a day long in that eddy.  Reckon it was about the biggest thing that's warshed up here 'bout fiversix years."  Four miles downriver from where it is supposed to be, the trusty floaty Williams Island Farm dock is marooned in an old lady's yard.  The rapids in the gorge just aren't what they used to be, but with the river an extra 15 feet deep this week it's easier to imagine.

Richard is trying to haul this thing off the rocks and get it back into service.  Ratchets and pulleys are amazing.  It'll move easier once it's in the water again.  Problem is, without a tugboat the Tennessee is still a one-way ticket to the ocean.

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