Week One

Twenty years from now you will be more dissappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do.

So throw off the bowlines.  Sail away from the safe harbor.  Catch the wind in your sails.

Explore.  Dream.  Discover.



Spiritus departs her home port, Bayou Grande Marina, in Pensacola soon after sunrise on August 1st.

These three pelicans got up early enough to say "bon voyage" to Spiritus!

My First Mate (the Flip Flop Queen) taking one last look at our home port.

The full moon rising over Dog River Marina in Mobile, the first night of our journey.  This will be our last night in "civilization" for the next four days.

Linda's happy feet going under the Cochran bridge in Mobile, Alabama, on the 2nd day of our journey. 

It's easy to get lost in your thoughts when you're looking at scenery like this all day long!

Spiritus enters the Coffeville Lock

The First Mate fends us off the lock wall as we ascend 34 feet.

Leaving the lock behind us after a 25 minute "elevator ride"!

Sunset at one of the three anchorages we stayed at during our four-day journey from Mobile, to Demopolis, Alabama.  We normally cruised at a little over 7 knots, and traveled 216 miles on the river during this first week.

  

Our dear friends, Jean & Jessie Carroll, greeted us at the dock when we arrived in Demopolis.  A fabulous meal, good wine, bubbly champagne, and lots of laughter were shared aboard their trawler, "Double J".  And a bucket load of wonderful memories were added to our blessed life!