Saturday is our travel day...and just like the rest of the week, it dawned and then grew foggy...foggier...foggiest. We watched boats leave and then return...yep, getting out of the marina in the smokey stuff is one thing. Getting under the bridge on the heavier river fog proved to be a bit much. Captain Floyd waited til around 9...by the time we hit the river the fog had lifted. But whew, it is a tad bit chilly. Just so you know, this is what 60 degrees looks like on the fly bridge. I didn't last long up there. I'm below, doing important stuff...like catching up on the blog!