Bobby's Fish Camp

We got up at 7:00 on Thursday and weighed anchor in hopes of getting a fuel top-off at Bobby's Fish Camp, the only fuel stop between Demopolis and Mobile. I could have made it with the fuel on board, but I wanted to be safe. I had heard about this place for years and my first view of the "Stars and Bars" confederate flag sort of confirmed my premonitions.


It turns out that the fuel pump on the dock is not really a fuel pump. It's a hose connector to the real fuel pump 100 yards up the hill. Bobby explained to us later that this gets around some regulation that is overbearing. O.K. Well, I'm thinking that it's the only fuel stop between Demopolis and Mobile so it should be a license to print money.


After a 30 minute wait for the gas powered cruiser to load on 150 gallons of gasoline, I was almost embarrassed to ask for 5 gallons of diesel to top off our tank. $20 goes a long way in a sailboat.


As we were refueling, a towboat passed the dock headed for the lock. Ah-oh, we just got put behind schedule. After 11 locks with no wait, number 12 was going to be awhile. It really wasn't that bad and by 10:00 a.m. were were entering the lock with two other power boats that we had met in Demopolis.

After the lockage, it was clear sailing for the rest of the day. The railroad bridge was already up at the Jackson, AL coal plant. We had a following wind and a little current, so we were making good time. The sun is
out and life is good.

Just as the sun was setting, we pulled into the old Alabama River and dropped anchor. We are 53 miles from Mobile Bay, so we expect to see and smell salt water tomorrow.


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