Left Clarksville a little after 8 am.
It was colder than I care to remember…but it was dry cold (whatever that means).
I don’t remember the last time I saw that temperature, but I hope it’s a long time before I see it again.
Saw an eagle today. We were told we would see many in this part of the country. Maybe I’ve looked in the wrong places or at the wrong times, but I’ve not seen them like I thought I would.
The same plant we passed going up still made an interesting picture. 
Another long distance eagle shot. 
The snow still lingers 
White pelicans abound here 
Barges move silt, dredged from the rivers 
Another beautiful bridge 
..from afar
Traces of the snow still are seen in many places, as the temperatures haven’t been above freezing long enough to melt.
Barkley Lake is a backwater on the Cumberland and is beautiful. The area has many marinas, loaded with huge houseboats. Some of them are larger than most of our homes, loaded with all the features, and just happen to float. The families in this part of the country love their version of life on the water, like we love ours on the coast. The Barkley Lake Marina is officially closed for the season, but the dock-master lives on her houseboat with her family, and welcome transients (like us). The rates are very reasonable (less than what it seems it would cost them to accommodate us) and the folks are sincerely hospitable. We arrived around 4 pm, were quickly signed in, and ate a light supper on the boat because it was just too cold to go outside.