LOCATION: Near Hannibal, Missouri in NE part of state
CAMPGROUND: 2nd night at Indian Creek at Mark Twain Lake
WEATHER: Cool and rainy
We got up early and zipped to the marina to pick up our pontoon scheduled for morning rental. The pontoon is brand new – I think we are the first to have used it. A little pressure not to ding it up or anything!
We sailed around the 55,000 acre lake. We had the lake practically to ourselves. It is a good thing George had GPS on his phone to figure out where we were! The paper map was not that helpful. We thought we were going toward the dam, but it turns out we were going in the opposite direction. We finally found it…
We passed by the town – Florida – where Mark Twain was born. This historical site marks his birthplace.
Here is the captain doing a fine job!
Unfortunately, it was quite breezy out on the water and I had not dressed appropriately. Then, it started to rain. Boo-hoo. I slid down to sit on the floor with my back against the wind to give me a little protection…
We sited the walkway up to our campsite (or so we thought). It is a trail that abruptly ends at the water. George wanted to run back to the camper to pick something up. We decided it made more sense for me to go, as I needed to use the bathroom, too! 🙂
So, I climbed up the rocks then up to this platform, onto the path – in flip flops. Much to my surprise, when I reached the top, nothing looked familiar. It was the wrong campground loop! Later, we spotted about 5 more of these platforms. It was too much work to climb up. And, I was afraid the pontoon would get stuck in the rocks, so we gave up.
We finished the ride about noon and headed in to Hannibal, the boyhood home of Mark Twain. Most of the downtown is dedicated to Mark Twain. We had lunch at the Mark Twain Brew Pub, right across the street from the house where he grew up.
Much of Hannibal seems depressed and we wound up in an unpleasant part of town where we found a laundry. Coin laundries are sometimes hard to find, and they are always packed. This one was really run down. One dryer had a plastic bag cover as the glass had broken…and it was running!
Back at the campground, George made another fire. He grilled some sausage for my recipe tonight as we munched on shrimp cocktails for an appetizer, in front of the fire pit.
DINNER: Leftover cassoulet to which I added some extra sausage. Side was a lettuce and tomato salad. George had eaten a big platter of blackened catfish at lunch, so wasn’t very hungry.