Sunday, October 4, 2015

Kentucky: Ken Lake State Park to Cypress Creek Anchorage

Day: 102
NM Today: 18
NM Total: 2089
Locks Today: 0
Locks Total: 82

Due to the weather still being overcast and our next destination only a few miles away, we were in no hurry to leave Ken Lake State Park today.  We toyed with the idea of exploring the park, but ultimately decided we would not see too much of interest if we did.  We ended up spending quite a bit of time in the marina office as Captain Clark talked to the locals about where to go and where not to go for anchorages. 

Two seasoned fishermen plus the two men running the marina advised us against the anchorage we had targeted in our plans.  They told us that anchorages on the east side of the Tennessee are to be avoided due to heavy biting fly problems whereas anchorages on the west side do not have that issue.  Once again our “best-laid plans” went by the wayside as our selected anchorage was on the east side of the river.  They recommended Cypress Creek Anchorage as having no biting flies and being well-protected from every wind except one directly from the south.  We revised our plans to have Cypress Creek as our next destination.

We set out from Ken Lake just before 1300 hours.  As we travel down the Tennessee River now, we are following along beside the Land Between the Lakes Recreational area that we visited by car while in Grand Rivers, Kentucky.  The landscape is mostly the same with lots of trees along the water and an occasional bluff thrown in for added character.


Bluffs on Tennessee River

 Because we are trying to kill time between now and our AGLCA Rendezvous at Joe Wheeler State Park, we are taking short hops each day.  Our trip today was only 2.5 hours long.  We arrived at our destination at 3:45.  Although the weatherman promised sun at Ken Lake by 3:00, we had traveled south and the sun was not expected to make an appearance until after 4:00.  With a cool breeze as we traveled sometimes I felt downright cold!

The anchorage at Cypress Creek is also known as Fort Heiman Anchorage because it is the site of the “forgotten” Confederate fort -- Fort Heiman, which was established in 1862 and strategically placed to protect Fort Henry located across the Tennessee River.   Before completion of the fort, however, Ulysses S. Grant came on the scene, and the fort was abandoned by the confederate troops.  Union troops occupied the fort for one year before they too abandoned it.   Later, in 1864, confederate troops reoccupied the fort and used the site to capture a union steamboat and make raids on union forces. By reading a bit about Fort Heiman, I learned that Fort Henry is now under what is called Kentucky Lake, but the entrenchments built at Fort Heiman can still be seen today and are considered a very good example of Civil War earthworks.

When we arrived at Cypress Creek / Fort Heiman Anchorage, no one else was there so we had the place to ourselves.  We found a nice little spot and dropped anchor.  


Entrance to Cypress Creek Anchorage
on the Tennessee River
Having just settled in, we noticed two boats coming in to join us in the anchorage.  Both vessels proudly displayed AGLCA “looper” flags, so Clark pulled out the binoculars to check out our company for the night.  The first boat he spotted was Penny Pinchin’ whom we met at Green Turtle Bay; the second I recognized even without binocs as our friends on Palmetto Paradise whom we met way back on the Trent-Severn in Canada.  What a pleasant surprise, and to think we (Clark and I) ended up here basically by accident!

Penny Pinchin' and Palmetto Paradise
Rafted up in Cypress Creek / Fort Heiman Anchorage

Shortly after they got themselves settled into the anchorage, Dave from Penny Pinchin’ came over in his dinghy to invite us to come over for hors d’oeuvres and dinner later.  He even offered chauffeur service so we would not have to launch our dinghy to join them.   How could we refuse a great offer like that?!  We jumped at it and said, “YES!”

Clark has noticed that one engine appears to be running hotter than the other, so he is a bit concerned as to whether it is the sign of a bigger problem planning to announce itself later.  He checked the engines carefully in the boat after we anchored and then decided he needed to dive under the boat to take a look around to check the props and rudder for any problems not visible from above water.  He aimed his thermometer at the water for a reading, and it came back as 68 degrees. 

Clark was just in the process of getting into his wet suit for the dive under when Dave came over with the invite.   As he got himself ready to go in the water, I set to making a dish to bring over with us to share for our impromptu pot luck dinner.  When he surfaced from his dive, Clark was pleased to report after his check of the boat bottom that nothing appeared to be amiss down there. 

As a bonus, Clark even got a shower out of the deal as, after he stripped off his wet suit, he decided to soap up and shower off!   He was, however, chased from the quick shower at the stern of the boat into the “real” shower in the bathroom by vicious biting insects resembling over-sized mosquitoes who thought a wet, soapy Clark was a tasty treat.  Still covered in shampoo and soap, he ran through the cabin quickly to change venues and complete his rinsing off. 

Fairly close to the 5:00 invite time we called Penny Pinchin’ on the VHF radio and said we were ready to be picked up.  We left the boat a mess with wet suits, weights, and towels strewn around and drying.  We figured we could deal with the mess when we got back on board.  As promised Dave appeared shortly thereafter to ferry us over to Palmetto Paradise who hosted the pot luck get together. 


We enjoyed great food and wonderful conversation until it got to be just after sunset.  I needed to get back to the boat while I could still see to get out of the dinghy and onto the one-foot square piece of swim platform I have to land on!  

Sun setting at Cypress Creek

The good news is that Clark and I discovered that the three of us are all headed for the same state park marina tomorrow, so we will see them again real soon.  Clark was happy to hear, when he asked what time they planned to leave, “Not early!” as the answer.  Looks like we may be joining a caravan for the trip tomorrow!

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