Saturday, December 29, 2012

Blind Willie Waypoint


Looping ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for blues recording artist Blind Willie Waypoint!

(using the standard blues riff of five eighth notes in ¾ time)
Wa wa wa wa wa
Woke up this morning,
Wa wa wa wa wa
Wanna go to Carrabelle
Wa wa wa wa wa
But its really kinda blowin’
Wa wa wa wa wa
Is this looper hell?

Wa wa wa wa wa
Boat’s pinned against the dock
Wa wa wa wa wa
So wada we gotta lose
Wa wa wa wa wa
Stuck here one more day
Wa wa wa wa wa
I got the Apalachicola marina blues!!!

At this point the band goes into a hard core blues chorus and Blind Willie rips some nasty blues riffs.

Like I said, I have way too much free time on my hands.

Today is December, 29th and we are still in Apalachicola. As predicted a storm system blew through here overnight. Supposedly today was going to be a good cruising day for us to go to Carrabelle, but alas it turns out to be rather windy and blowing from the NW, N or NE which means, as our boats are on a facing dock pointing slightly to the southeast and the current on Scipio Creek is moving pretty smartly, all three of us are pretty much pinned to the docks or are in precarious positions to get off of the dock without the current being a real pain. Tomorrow’s conditions are supposed to be much better. Besides there is very little hustle to get to Carrabelle to set up for a gulf crossing window of opportunity. All weather predictions are pretty much the same. There won’t be one for awhile. Wave heights seem to be stuck in the four to six foot range and that ain’t no place for us.

The choice to wait out the time here in Apalachicola or in Carrabelle is a toss up. Both marinas are $1.50 a foot. The marina here in Apalachicola is a bit rugged but the town is nice. The marina in Carrabelle is reported to be uber-nice but the town of Carrabelle is pretty much a big nothing. Technically we could do the crossing from here. That would add about fifteen miles to it. We’ll see.

The town of Apalachicola is actually pretty nice. There are numerous shops and restaurants. One of particularly high fun quotient is a genuine soda fountain with a counter and milks shakes and the whole bit. Quaint and fun! Of note to any loopers out there who know what all of these little tourist towns are like, there are no fudge stores.

So we wait.

I gotta get back to channeling Blind Willie Waypoint and lay down some groovy hard blues riffs.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Apalachafragilisticexpialicola


Ok. I have way too much free time on my hands sometimes. That is how I came up with a new name for that wonderful happy feeling of accomplishing something “loopy”. “Apalachafragilisticexpialicola”! Come on…you have to admit that it works well. The cadence is spot-on and works great in a song.

Oh, Apalachafragilisticexpialicola
Getting there from Panama is sixty miles or so-la,
But be careful on the route ‘cause you may hit a shoal-a
Apalachafragilisticexpialicola!!!

THANK YOU! I’m here until Thursday. Try the veal and don’t forget to tip your waitress. Good night, everybody!

As I said, way too much free time.

We did make it to Apalachicola. There were three of us: Why Knot, The Zone and Proud Lady. Everything was going well until Proud Lady developed some kind of problem that looked like overheating. There could also be a problem with his prop or shaft. Tough break. There does not appear to be any kind of repair facility here. Bill and Joy are going to check around, either here or in Carrabelle to see what their options are.

Wherever we are, Apalachicola or Carrabelle, we will be there for a week or at least until after New Year’s Day. The weather forecast isn't very good. There aren't any windows for the crossing on the horizon, so we shall sit and wait.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Panama City (part 2) – Merry Christmas, Ya'll!


Recipe below


Ah, the memories of Christmas’ past: snow, sleet, paper cuts, too much turkey, Grandma falling asleep face down in her dressing from drinking less than one glass of wine and me crying because I didn't get what I wanted. And I’m sure you have memories like that too. Isn't that sweet?

2012 has been an interesting year for holidays for us. Let’s take a look at the biggies. We spent Memorial Day at the beautiful, waterfront home of Rick and Margi Decatur, located on Aquia Creek which is about half way up the Potomac River towards Washington DC, along with Rusty and Jan of Cbay. The weather was incredibly beautiful and we had a wonderful time. The 4th of July saw us at a marina in Oswego, NY waiting for a window on the 5th to cross Lake Ontario into Canada. It was stormy and rainy, the very opposite of the kind of weather you would want for the 4th of July. Labor Day was unique. We were at a rundown marina along the Tombigbee River in Mississippi. The highlight was Lisa making a very suitable feast out of Turkey Spam.

It is Christmas Day 2012. We are sitting in the galley of Why Knot as we are wont to do every morning taking in the yuletide joy. Actually we’re listening to the raindrops fall on the fiberglass because, as the old holiday song says, “the weather outside is frightful.” Our Christmas day will be a laid back affair. But it is neat to see decorated palm trees instead of Douglas Firs. There are a couple of chores to be done but that’s all. But Christmas Eve was very memorable indeed.

Ross and Laura opened the cavernous salon of their boat The Zone for a Christmas Eve party. There was us and them (obviously) along with Bob and Ivy from Karma, Bill and Joy from Proud Lady, Kurt and Pat of Krazy Kru and Jeff from Knot So Fast. 
Pat (Krazy Kru), Bob and Ivy (Karma)

Bill and Joy (Proud Lady)

Bob and Ivy

Yours truly

There was lots of food and way too many laughs for one evening. Did you ever have one of the times where so much happened, so many things said and you laughed so hard that you can’t remember any of it? Well, for me last night was one of those nights. Hilarious.  It was awesome.

Now, by popular demand, here is the recipe handed down to Lisa from her mother –
Dee’s Sinnamon Rolls.

1 can Pillsbury Crescent Rolls
1/2 stick of butter
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 T cinnamon
8 marshmallows

Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Line a cookie sheet, pie/cake pan, or muffin pan with aluminum foil and spray with Pam. Place another sheet of aluminum foil on the bottom rack of the oven to catch any overflow.

Stir brown sugar and cinnamon into the melted butter.
Pull apart the crescent roll pieces and lay them flat. For each roll, place 1 marshmallow on the wider end, drizzle about 1 T of brown sugar mixture over the marshmallow. Start wrapping the crescent roll dough around the marshmallow and sugar like a diaper then just keep rolling up toward the long edge so the bottom especially is fully encased. The top will probably be open. Place each roll in the pan and cover with any leftover butter/brown sugar, then sprinkle with dry cinnamon sugar over the top. Bake for about 10 - 15 minutes or until the dough is brown. The marshmallows will swell and likely run over long before the dough is cooked so be vigilant to poke the goo back in and line your oven.

Serve warm or make them up to a day ahead. They are easier to remove from the pan if they are a little warm. 

 And so, faithful followers we wish you a very Merry Christmas! Remember the reason for the season.

We get out of here on Thursday. Next post will be from Apalachicola. 

Monday, December 24, 2012

Sandestin and Panama City (part 1)

We left Pensacola under close to ideal conditions. It was a beautiful cruising day. Our course took us through large pools between the quays and mainland which where bordered by white sandy beaches. Our original destination was a marina in Fort Walton called Boat Marina but when we arrived there we were disappointed to see that it was not in good shape at all. The docks looked very rugged and there were even a few partially sunken boats in slips. Not good. So we moved onward to our alternate destination, a world class marina at the Sandestin resort.

The area we were in was comprised of Fort Walton and Destin, Florida which are very built up and very resort-y. Sandestin is very hoighty-toighty and expensive but the facilities are tremendous. One funny thing that happened is that the dockmaster, a fellow named Dick, saw that our home port was St. Louis. He asked us what part of St. Louis we were from. I told him that we lived in Brentwood (a central suburb) and asked him if he was familiar with St. Louis. He said that he was from there to which I asked “The St. Louis Question” which is, “What high school did you go to?” He replied that he went to Ladue HS, which amazingly is where I went to high school.  We laughed and shook hands. I came all the way to Sandestin Florida to run in to a fellow alum of Ladue Horton Watkins High School. (Note: We St. Louisans don’t care where you went to college or what you do for a living. We want to know what high school you went to. We can tell a lot about a person by that. It’s weird but that’s how we roll.)

Nearby Destin is a major shopping mecca and Lisa was beginning to have withdrawals from not being able to do any power shopping since back in St. Louis. This was going to be her stop to shop. But reality was getting in the way. First, Ross and Laura from the Zone were going to move on to Panama City and they are major buds of ours and we wanted to stay with them. Second, this beautiful marina is very expensive to stay at. Third, the cruising weather gods were being difficult as there would be one more good cruising day (Wednesday, Dec. 19th) before things close down for a few more days. Furthermore, there looked like a good window to cross the Gulf of Mexico was appearing shortly and we wanted to be in Carrabelle, FL to be able to make the jump. So we decided to cut our time here short and move on to Panama City after only one night in Sandestin. Lisa was disappointed and I was sorry to see that. There was one other complication. For some reason my right knee was killing me and I need to get off of it for a day or two to see if that helps it at all. Panama City would be a better place to do that.  So we would cruise on Wednesday, let the storms roll on through on Thursday, probably stay put on Friday to let the conditions settle down and continue onto Apalachicola and Carrabelle on Saturday and Sunday and be ready to make the crossing. (Fyi – Lisa has found the perfect solution to her shopping dilemma. She would rent a car in Panama City and drive the relatively short distance back to Destin, which would also be cheaper than staying in Sandestin and having to rent a golf cart to get around town. Perfect!) 

Our destination in Panama City was a beautiful marina called Bay Pointe Marina – first class all the way at a reasonable price. Most marina’s staffs are nice and friendly but the people here are a step above the rest. The Zone and Why Knot were tied up safe and sound on a nice big wall and that’s a good thing. The weather deteriorated for a couple of days with high winds, rain and even a reported water spout just off shore on Thursday.

Another reason this was a good stop was that we caught up with some other loopers. Bill Bob (oops) and Ivie on Karma, Mike and Gay on Irish Attitude, Bill and Joyce on Carried Away, Bill and Joy on Proud Lady, and several other loopers (whose names escape me as I write this) and non-looper boating buddies. They have been at Bay Point kind of hanging out either waiting for an opportunity to head to Carrabelle to get ready to do the crossing, taking care of some repairs or both. From Bay Pointe the next stop is Apalachicola then Carrabelle, a total distance of about 100 miles. Carrabelle is the unofficial jumping-off point across the open waters of the Gulf of Mexico to Tarpon Springs or Clearwater on the peninsula of Florida.

On Thursday Lisa rented a car and she and Laura hopped out to do a bit of provisioning. I stayed behind and did the laundry. As already mentioned the weather was harsh. This was the same storm system and lashed across the rest of the US on Wednesday dumping snow much of the way. The bay we were in was well protected so the boats didn’t rock around too much at all.

Things began to change weather-wise on Friday and Saturday. The weather here was beautiful. Carried Away and Irish Attitude took off for Apalachicola, then Carrabelle. Nothing wrong with that, but I (and Ross) were looking at the weather for the next week to make the crossing and it was not a pretty picture. Wave heights and winds would put the kibosh on making the crossing any time during the week of Christmas. So we all decided to stay put. We had a car a nice town and decent weather, at least for the weekend before Christmas. Like, why push ahead to get nowhere.

(Ed. note: Carried Away and Irish Attitude did make the crossing in a window that opened up from the morning of 12/23 on into 12/24. Conditions looked good from here but as of this writing on 12/24 we are still waiting for a report from them on the other end.)

On Friday Lisa and I drove to Destin, Florida, about 50 miles west of Panama City. It is very much a tourist town with lots of shops, restaurants, major stores and a very large outlet mall. That was our destination. I dropped Lisa off at one end  to do her shopping things and I set out with a small list of items to pick up as well as giving me the opportunity to toodle around the area. We enjoyed it so much we went back on Saturday with Ross and Laura.

12/24/12 - We are getting to know the route to Destin by heart as we have gone there three days in a row. Great place. Lots of fun. 

It looks like we will be here until Thursday the 27th.  There is a slight chance of a crossing window over the weekend.

Monday, December 17, 2012

There Were REAL Apollo Astronauts in Pensacola


We arrived at Palafox Marina in downtown Pensacola, Florida on Friday the 14th of December. It was a short cruise day from Holiday Harbor and we were tucked in nicely into our slip a tad before noon. We knew we were going to stay here a few days while we waited for a storm system to pass through. Also The Zone needed a bit of attention from a marine technician. Ross was saying that he found a very small leak in a steering fluid system hose. But we were excited to be in Pensacola.

Palafox Marina is at one of the wharfs right on the waterfront of downtown Pensacola. It is very nice with a good restaurant called Jacos where we had lunch after our arrival. But downtown Pensacola was kind of let down. It is very nice and clean but there isn’t much going on. Lots of lawyer, insurance and architect offices seem to be around as well as the city and government centers. Other than that not much to see or do.

On Saturday, our first full day there, Lisa and I decided that we were going to go to the Naval Air Museum at the Pensacola Naval Air Station, the largest US Navy air base. We got all of our bus information and hopped onto the number 57 line that took us directly to the base and to the museum. Pensacola is obviously a military town with all of the requisite tattoo parlors, bars and shops all featuring military discounts on their signage. We saw a lot of sailors who were easy to spot with their crew cuts and polite manners. Pensacola NAS is the central Navy flight training base in the country and taking the bus through the base was interesting seeing all of the teaching facilities with everything from aircraft maintenance to flight training. The base is pretty new as there was a lot of damage to it by a hurricane back in 2003. So there are a lot of brand spanking new buildings. Eventually we made it to the museum which is quite large with great displays of every aspect of navy flying.

Ok, I need to warn you now that the following story is true. It happened just as I say it did. It’s a little gross at first but it is what it is. I went to the men’s room and as I was standing, uh, doing my duty I started reading an advertisement that was placed strategically on the wall in front of my face. (You ladies don’t have this happen to you. Do you?) It talked about a weekend symposium to be held at the museum discussing the Mercury, Gemini and Apollo space programs as this month celebrates the 40th anniversary of the Apollo 17 mission, the last mission to the moon. There would be several public panels featuring genuine astronauts from the program. Way cool! I read the entire thing fully expecting to see that it was either past or sometime shortly in the future. But no! It was that day! Very cool indeed. After a quick lunch we found out where that afternoon’s panel discussion would be and claimed our chairs. The astronauts featured were David Scott, Tom Stafford, Eugene Cernan, Walter Cunningham, Charles Duke, and Richard Gordon. We also caught some of John Glenn’s lunch time presentation. They all spent 90 minutes talking about aspects of the program and their individual missions. One thing that they were unanimous about was that the success of the space program back then was really due to the teamwork of the entire program, not only the astronauts and engineers but also the management and administrative functions. They also spoke about the culture of the program, that it was open and interactive where no one was afraid to speak up. One interesting side story was about the proposal to create the Gemini program. NASA’s entire proposal request for the Gemini space craft was one page long. That’s all. They left it up imagination of the people of the aerospace industry to come up with the solutions. One of the astronauts commented that the entire lunar space program from President Kennedy’s challenge to successful accomplishment took only eight years and few months. He further said that in the corporate and governmental climate of today it would take that long just to write the proposal. He’s right.

I grew up engrossed in the space program. While some interest in the program began to wane in the later flights my interest only grew. These were the heroes of my youth and young adulthood.  I was not able to get close to any of them, to shake their hands, but I wanted to. In their youth they were the best pilots in the entire world. They did things that were spectacular with courage and skill. The Apollo program and these men barely get mentioned in history classes anymore. What a shame. Their accomplishments should still be shouted from the roof tops as a guide for all of the generations to come to act boldly with determination and accomplishment. I fear that the younger generations look at them as just old men. But they aren’t ordinary old men, not by a long shot.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Solving a notification challenge

Hi all
I have been receiving comments from some of this blog's followers that they have not always been getting the latest posts. I am trying to solve this. What I am trying to do is to start sending notifications through my email rather than a google+ notification which seems to limit how many of you find out about a post.

So lets give this a try, shall we?

Thanks
Darrell

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Stuck in Mobile


When we arrived at Dog River Marina in Mobile, Alabama we knew that we would be waiting here for a few days. Ross and Laura of The Zone had been here for about a month as they had some repairs that needed to be done as well as going to Florida for Thanksgiving. We wanted to catch up with them so we could cruise with them to Florida. At the time of our arrival their boat was up on the hard (now back in the water). We also had a few repairs to be done. On the day we cruised down from the Alabama River Cutoff to Dog River Marina we noticed that our house batteries were not being recharged either by the generator nor the main engine. We also wanted to get the autopilot diagnosed. We got it checked out twice before but were always leery of what we heard. Dog River has a first class service department here so we committed to having them do the work.  Dog River is a nice enough marina. It is highly rated by the looper community with a very large boatyard that can tackle just about any marine maintenance need. Indeed there were boats of all kinds being worked on either in the water or up on land.

Bryson, one of the lead technicians at Dog River came on board Why Knot and got to work. First was the battery situation. When we bought Why Knot we were pretty much warned that the batteries were going to be a problem shortly as they were kind of old. The boat has four very large and expensive 8D batteries in her: one for starting and three for house needs. We had to replace the starter battery back in January at Vero Beach. A house battery was replaced back in Charlevoix, Michigan. Now the last two remaining house batteries both crapped out together. They needed to be replaced. But instead of replacing just the two batteries we went ahead and replaced all three house batteries so that they would be the same age and make. So now we have a good starter battery, three brand new house batteries and an extra perfectly good 8D battery that we’ll keep as a spare.

Bryson then turned his attention to the autopilot. As I said we had it diagnosed twice before but each time it seemed that the technicians pulled their diagnosis’ out of their…hats. Bryson, however was very thorough. We tore the boat apart so that he could get to all of the components until he found the problem. A servo electrical motor that actually does the work of sending pressure to the rudder control had failed. A replacement was flown in overnight and he got it all together and operating successfully. That was on Friday. On Sunday we took Why Knot out for a sea trial and everything worked perfectly. (We also had the sea water impeller on the generator replaced.)

So, our work was completed and The Zone was now in the water docked right behind us all ready to go. But unfortunately the weather has turned to poo. Starting on Sunday afternoon the winds and waves have kicked up. Monday was worse with tornado warnings in the area. Today (Tuesday) was originally supposed to be good go-boat day but it stinks too. Wednesday is a possibility but we’re going to have to rely on the solid local knowledge of the marina staff to be sure. Thursday and Friday would be ok if the forecasts hold up. According to weather maps there are going to be a few cold fronts rolling through one right after another for a while. We’ll see.

So here we sit tied up to the transient dock waiting for a weather window so we can cast off and head on down to the Gulf Coast ICW to head east into Florida.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

The Final Push to Mobile

Sorry for no photos or map not being updated. Adequate bandwidth is an elusive commodity.

We finally left Demopolis to make our final push to get out of the western rivers, which if you remember started way back in Calumet, IL at the mouth of the Calumet River just south of Chicago. On the first day out of Demopolis we made our way to an anchorage at the mouth of a big-ish creek called Bashi Creek. It was a pleasant stay-over being completely calm and not as cold as it has been in recent nights.

“Damn Beautiful!”

Sometimes its small things that make your day. The morning that we pulled out of Bashi Creek was one of them. Bashi Creek is exactly as it says it is - a creek. But a big creek. It’s maybe fifty feet wide and about ten feet deep. To anchor we just pulled straight in, positioned ourselves smack dab in the middle and dropped our bow anchor, and for there setting a stern anchor as well so we wouldn’t swing. In the morning when we decided to get under way it was dead calm which was helpful in that as we pulled straight in bow first it seemed that the best way to get out would to reverse straight out to the river. But for those of you who know Why Knot and as mentioned previously in this blog going in reverse can be an adventure. But that was the course of action to take. I manned the stern anchor and Lisa the bow. I first pulled up the stern anchor and scampered to the fly bridge helm. Lisa then pulled up the bow anchor. The stern was not pointing exactly in the direction that it needed to be. I did a quick starboard bow pivot which swung the stern around nicely to port into the correct direction. I straightened the rudder out and put it into reverse. She moved out very smartly and quite predictably the stern started swinging to the port side. On the one hand this was good as it pulled the boat out and away from the starboard side shore which had some snags in the water that I needed to avoid. On the other hand the entrance of the creek kind of went in the opposite direction. I did a hard right rudder and she straightened out very nicely directly into the main river channel. (That doesn’t always work. Sweet.) Upon seeing how all of this was going Lisa, now on the rear deck, yelled up to me, “That was damn beautiful!” Yes it was.

Our cruise was a short one, only twenty-eight miles down to a rugged little marina called Bobby’s Fish Camp. We had the dock to ourselves and went to their little diner and had a great lunch of fried catfish, grilled shrimp, fries and really tasty hush puppies. Better yet we made some new friends: Jeff and Lolli of the boat “Knot So Fast” showed up later in the afternoon. They are new boaters from Florence, AL and were on their way to the Gulf of Mexico themselves. We went to dinner with them and chatted incessantly about all things boat-ey.  It was a good day.

However the next morning, our planned get-away day, we woke up to very dense fog which just would not clear! So much so that by the time we figured it was ok to go, about 10:30ish, with the time delay and a backup of commercial vessels at the lock, the numbers did not look good to make our next anchorage some 66 miles downriver before sundown. So we stayed an extra day. We were joined by two other boats. The diner wasn’t open but we managed to squeeze in some good dock talk.

We woke up on Tuesday to more fog. Dang the fog! Even though it was not as dense we still had to delay our start. We finally pulled away from Bobby’s at 8:30 am, through the lock by 9:30 am and we started screaming down the river. By “screaming” I mean 9.8 to 9.9 statute miles per hour. We had 66 miles to cover with rain and possible thunderstorm forecasts. Plus we were racing the clock to get to our anchorage, the Alabama River Cutoff, before dusk. (Early dusk + cloudy skies = CHALLENGE!) Fortunately, and let me emphasize VERY fortunately, all of the factors effecting our cruise lined up perfectly for us. The lock was open and waiting for us, we were able to get up to speed and keep it there for the entire day (we even had a bit of a following current which nudged us up to 10 mph for awhile) and the rains never came. The clouds even conveniently broke up for a short while as we arrived at our anchorage so we still had some daylight to drop and set the anchor. All in all it was a successful cruising day.

On Wednesday morning we of course woke up to see ourselves in fog once again. But it wasn’t very thick and it was obviously going to break up early. We pulled up our anchor at 7:30 and with Lisa at the helm we pulled out into the Tombigbee Waterway for our last day on the western river system. The forecast was a continuation of Tuesday’s: warm, low to no winds and an ever present chance of rain and thunderstorms. But the cruising was good. The downward current was pushing us along. And as we were at sea level and with no more locks the tides were now a factor. Fortunately there was only one tide for the day and it was heading out pulling us along with it.

So we cruised on down the waterway on what was now called the Mobile River into the upper commercial harbor of Mobile and on past downtown. Several looper friends told us to keep on our toes during this stretch as the harbor was a bustling and busy place. We found that not to be the case. The only other boat on the waterway was a tow boat sans barges heading down the same direction as us. We quickly overtook it and headed out into the open water of Mobile Bay to our final destination, Dog River Marina on the western shore of the bay. As we approached we saw our good friends Ross and Laura of The Zone waiting for us dockside. Laura even made a little “Welcome Why Knot” sign to great us in to the transient dock. It was great to see them again. Later we all went out to dinner and we couldn’t talk fast enough to catch up on all the skinny with them.

We will be staying here at Dog River with them until the shipyard at the marina finishes some repairs to their boat. Then we will all set off together to Florida and the ends of our respective Great Loop adventures; theirs in Hollywood, Florida, ours in Pompano Beach.

So here is the final river tally: The total miles traveled from the marina in Hammond, IN down the Calumet, Chicago, Illinois, Mississippi, Ohio, Cumberland rivers, Kentucky Lake, The Tombigbee Waterway (Yellow Creek, Tombigbee River and canals, Black Warrior River and Mobile River) to Dog River Marina in Mobile, Alabama – 1315.26 statute miles. 168.0 hours underway (including idle speed time for waiting for locks). 25 cruising days. (For any number gronks out there – 7.82 mph average, 52 miles traveled per day. Whew.) But we made it.

And our opinion of this long leg of the Great Loop? We loved every mile of it, but with a caveat. As I said in a previous blog entry, this part of the loop is a wonderful and exciting part of the entire Great Loop experience, but the waterways on their own are pretty much un-scenic with limited facilities and opportunities to explore this part of the country. There were some wonderful spots to be sure namely Kentucky Lake. But all in all this western reach of the Great Loop is just a big watery road to get from Lake Michigan down to the Gulf of Mexico. On the positive side it was very challenging with the large locks and on making plans to safely and successfully navigate the route, especially where to stop each night.

We are once again at the Gulf of Mexico and Alabama was our last new state to transit into. We’ve been to Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Virginia, Maryland, The District of Columbia (sort of, but we're claiming it.), Delaware, New Jersey, New York, Ontario Canada, Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, Kentucky, Tennessee, Mississippi and Alabama (a couple of times between the last two). That’s eighteen states (counting DC) and one Canadian Province. We will cross back into Florida during our first day out from Mobile. 4762 total statute miles so far.