Judy is fascinated with the barges and trying to not take too many pictures of them. Find ourselves passing and repassing some of the same barges after our lunch. Great fun following the river as it winds down towards Alton with it lush foliage, islands and streams feeding into it.
The bridges are all quite different. Some are very old and ornate constructed of all steel. Some bridges are railroad tracks that stay in the raised position and lowered when there is train traffic. Others are long sleek spans of concrete. Watching the charts for the heights is important. We need 18 feet. Measured it ourselves with a clothesline hung from a long pole and marked with duck tape, so it must be an accurate height. We have had clearance along this leg of the trip, unlike our trip from Cal Sag to Wilmington where we radioed almost every bridge tender requesting them to open the bridge. That was a long run down the Cal Sag/Illinois River with our terrific Captain Walt Pilny when we first brought our boat home from Eastlake, Ohio. It was the likes of a survival trip. Warning: never, you hear me, I said, never, run your boat at night on the Cal Sag unless you are feeling suicidal or paying a captain $200 a day and you hear on the radio that they are closing a lock for two days.