Just two short hours of cruising, and we arrived at our anchorage for the night...Poland Creek. We were greeted warmly by this large group...donned our swimsuits for another pleasant time of noodle-ing, drinking beer, and solving the problems of the world. We both decided that our arms were tired (from holding binoculars), necks sore (from turning left and right), and our ohs, ahs, and wows were exhausted...all from the houses that lined the shore. We are a little worried about how we can make it all the way to Knoxville...guidebook warns that there is a two mile section into Knoxville that truly are the prettiest houses anywhere...How can that be?????