Describe a Houseboat Trip to Me

As the sun was sinking on the horizon, I took us through U.S. Lock & Dam #6, Trempealeau, Wisconsin. I made a hard right coming out of the lock, and was at Trempealeau Marina where we were docking for the night. A hot shower, new clothes, and we were ready to head up the hill to the restored Trempealeau Hotel. I couldn’t help but think walking up the old streets, that Mark Twain had probably walked up this very same hill. The music drifted down to us. I couldn’t wait to enjoy this evening.

SUNDAY: DAY TWO

I smelled coffee. Rose was up first again. Charlie was curled up like a little boy. He’s so cute when he’s sleeping. Our first night on the boat I thought the bedroom would be cramped when I looked in from the passageway, but it was only that there wasn’t an inch of wasted space. Three women on the boat and we had enough closet space. Will wonders never cease.

Charlie took us out of port. We waved to the people on the dock and once again headed upriver. This time toward Winona, MN. We were hoping to see some bald eagles.