I am jealous. The sun has not even made its way above the eastern bank and life starts at the rusty barges at Hoppies Marina. Great Laker, Truant, Water Music, Whish, four boat crews are getting ready to leave at the crack of dawn. We all have a long way to go and as the first navigation lights start dancing on the river I quickly brew a coffee and then Paulinchen leaves the dock too.
None of us commited to travel together. As it is not needed to do so. As a single hand sailor who likes independence, I like to travel on my own. But if it happens and if the crews fit together, I like to stay with others too. It is part of the cruising world: You meet and you travel together until one stays for a while and the others leave. But it is never a decision. It just happens. Weiterlesen →
Reaching the Mississippi I expected a change in the way of traveling. Not only, that the River was supposed to be faster in current. It was more the mental change I was curious about: The Illinois River was to the way to get here, and what now?
Only a few rivers in the world have influenced music, legends and world class literature in the way the Mississippi has done it and I wondered how this happened. Whatever was in front of me it must be more than just water floating down between two banks from somewhere in Wisconsin to somewhere at New Orleans. Back more than a century ago, at a time when railway and steamship companies tried to get ahead of each other, Mark Twain has put his impressions about this river in a book. „Life on the Mississippi“ is both: A memoir about his time as a steamboat pilot and one of the first guidebooks to cruise it as he described detailed how to navigate the constantly changing river. Weiterlesen →
Sailing the US Heartland sounds a little uncommon and in fact bridges and Powerlines make it impossible to use the wind to head down for the first part of it. And I am still wondering how many german boats might have ever taken this route after crossing the ocean at all. I know of three (one of them a powerboat that started it‘s trip where I did). So I know I am not the first but at least the attention the flag at Paulinchen‘s stern draws, provides a little insight to the fact that boats from overseas are not too common here.
The mast is stepped and Paulinchen has been converted to a powerboat in Chicago to begin traveling the rivers. The Trip startet right downtown Chicago with Lock Number „one“. At least I will refer to „Chicago Lock“ as „Number one“ counting how many I will have to pass until I reach the Gulf Coast. Weiterlesen →
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