We were underway later in the morning due to ice on the boat and fog on the waterway. There was one last fuel stop before Mobile Bay at Bobby’s Fish Camp. So, we pulled up to the dock to take on some fuel. The owner had not arrived to open up the fuel pump, so I was getting prepared to fuel by hopping on the swim platform. Of course, I had forgotten about the ice on the boat, and in seconds-splash- I was swimming with the alligators in the Tombigbee River, Alabama. I swam back to the dock and the swim platform of the boat and, with Christine’s help, started to get out. But, we were laughing so hard, I could not muster enough concentration. Finally, I got onto the swim platform (first pic), with my winter jacket on—and a lot of other clothes. After fuel up, we went through our LAST LOCK of the trip-that was 162 locks (next pic), which took us down to sea level. We were now back in tidal, salt water. That night, we rafted up with the pack, NautiNell, Sweet Pea, Erica Lynn, and others at Three Rivers.
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