
We were underway at dawn. Cold, clear and crisp weather. The Marseilles Lock is about an hour downstream.
Unfortunately the two mile diversion to the lock from the main channel was frozen up. We made it about half way in before it turned completely solid. So we waited for a tow to come through. And waited. It’s now past dark and there hasn’t been any traffic.
I wasn’t keen on spending the night in an icy main channel, so we retreated back to the fuel dock mid-afternoon. We’re now plugged in and settled in for the night, and the dogs have been out. The plan is to get underway tomorrow when we see traffic.
All is good aboard. Dean has been prepping great food, mostly on the small charcoal cabin heater. When it warms up a bit we’ll get the big grill mounted outside. The dogs seem content. They are German short haired pointers, mother and daughter, and they’ve been Dean’s constant companions. Very well trained, capable and smart dogs.
I was a bit bummed sitting around all day, but we’re not in a big rush, and have a plan. Looking ahead I don’t see any insurmountable challenges. The icing is (I think) local to this lock. It’s staying cold for two more days, then above freezing for two days.




