No surprises, fog this morning. So we just waited for it to burn off.
Once underway, we noticed this classic Cracker house on the shoreline.
Civilization must be close at hand, as these jet skiers zoomed by.
We passed through this swing bridge in the nick of time, prior to it closing for a series of trains to pass. It reminds us of the Little Current Swing Bridge connecting Manitoulin Island to mainland Ontario in the North Channel.
We began to see heavy activity in the Mobile River as we approached the port of Mobile. This boxy ocean barge took up more than its fair share of the channel.
And then we were in the middle of the heavy commercial shipping that typifies Mobile. With all the shipping, the name Mobile, which means “moveable” in French, is most appropriate.
This looked like a military stealth ship, apparently just built at a Mobile shipyard.
This dry-dock shows how they repair freighters and put on new bottom paint!
Here is the small section of Mobile that is the modern downtown. Mobile seems to have more in the way of historic traditions; its celebration of Mardi Gras in February has been held even longer than the more famous Mardi Gras of New Orleans.
This oceangoing freighter was so large, one photo couldn’t fit it all in……..
……..so as we passed, we took a second frame!
We welcomed the sight of big, wide, full Mobile Bay, after a month in the confines of the rivers.
Local fishermen were plying the waters of Mobile Channel.
Seagulls and pelicans rested on this trawler’ rigging while it was fishing, staying handy for anything they could steal when the fishermen weren’t looking.
This tug and barge had a tug on the barge!
Our dockage for the night was Dog River Marina, about four miles south of Mobile River on the west side of Mobile Bay.
We got a prime spot on the main pier here.
We fueled here, and knew the fuel was fresh as the local fishing trawlers also filled up each night before heading out to sea. These fishermen told us they were on the hunt for shrimp, and would be out all night, when the shrimping is best.
We watched another beautiful sunset, before borrowing the marina’s courtesy car and heading to get groceries and dinner at a local seafood restaurant –one at the marina you can see here, directly across the river.
We fueled here, and knew the fuel was fresh as the local fishing trawlers also filled up each night before heading out to sea. These fishermen told us they were on the hunt for shrimp, and would be out all night, when the shrimping is best.
We watched another beautiful sunset, before borrowing the marina’s courtesy car and heading to get groceries and dinner at a local seafood restaurant –one at the marina you can see here, directly across the river.
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