We decided to leave for Ohio on Wednesday. But, first, we had to finish the hatch coamings. Ben glued in support blocks in some corners.
And filled in gaps and nail holes.
So they looked like this.
Then with the temperature at 97° (in the shade) we applied the first coat of epoxy. We waited (not much) for it to set up. Then we applied another coat of epoxy. If you recoat soon enough, you do not have to sand between coats. When the second epoxy application tacked up, we applied Kilz Adhesion primer to them. It's supposed to be good stuff.
Tuesday we cleaned up and covered up the boat. Budge will finish up the boat while we're away (hahahahahahaha).
We left at 6 AM on Wednesday to visit a friend in Alabama. Leaving the land of conjunto music, a blend of Spanish music with the addition of the button accordion brought in by German settlers, we blasted east in the sixteen year old truck. Fourteen hours on the road, including a stop for catfish oysters and shrimp in Monroe, we carved a swath through the roots of American music.
We drove across Louisiana, home of that gumbo of music bubbling up from the Big Easy, New Orleans: jazz, Dixieland and great piano . The blend of music coming from the Louisiana swamps by displaced Acadiens, French settlers kicked out of Canada and settling in rural Louisiana, and rural blacks: cajun and zydeco, has developed over time and isolation.
We then entered Mississippi, heart and soul of the blues. A music evolved from people stolen from Africa and developed from their trials and making their way as best they could in a harsh environment.
On to Alabama, Country and soul recordings from Muscle Shoals, white musicians backing up the great soul singers and starting the country-rock style of music. We stayed a day in Jasper, AL and hung out with a friend who just moved into a great assisted living facility . We helped him settle in and, the itch to travel taking hold, we left at 3:30 PM Thursday for the nine hour second leg of our journey.
Up through Alabama and into Tennessee, We passed through the Music City, Nashville, home of country music and the Grand Ole Opry. To the west, Sun studio in Memphis, where a young white kid that grew up listening to gospel music in the black churches, became the king of rock and roll Across to Kentucky, where Bill Monroe took the music of the hills, Scots, Irish settlers living back in the hills, violin, mandolin and the banjo (evolved from an African instrument), and called it "bluegrass".
We arrived here in Ohio at 2 AM, a thousand miles, seven states, at 70 MPH under our belt. It isn't the Confederate battle flag that solidifies the South, it's the rich musical heritage.
We drove across Louisiana, home of that gumbo of music bubbling up from the Big Easy, New Orleans: jazz, Dixieland and great piano . The blend of music coming from the Louisiana swamps by displaced Acadiens, French settlers kicked out of Canada and settling in rural Louisiana, and rural blacks: cajun and zydeco, has developed over time and isolation.
We then entered Mississippi, heart and soul of the blues. A music evolved from people stolen from Africa and developed from their trials and making their way as best they could in a harsh environment.
On to Alabama, Country and soul recordings from Muscle Shoals, white musicians backing up the great soul singers and starting the country-rock style of music. We stayed a day in Jasper, AL and hung out with a friend who just moved into a great assisted living facility . We helped him settle in and, the itch to travel taking hold, we left at 3:30 PM Thursday for the nine hour second leg of our journey.
Up through Alabama and into Tennessee, We passed through the Music City, Nashville, home of country music and the Grand Ole Opry. To the west, Sun studio in Memphis, where a young white kid that grew up listening to gospel music in the black churches, became the king of rock and roll Across to Kentucky, where Bill Monroe took the music of the hills, Scots, Irish settlers living back in the hills, violin, mandolin and the banjo (evolved from an African instrument), and called it "bluegrass".
We arrived here in Ohio at 2 AM, a thousand miles, seven states, at 70 MPH under our belt. It isn't the Confederate battle flag that solidifies the South, it's the rich musical heritage.
The Music ♪: Da Bloooz
What's American music? It's a blend of cultures, smashed, thrashed and lashed together. Complex and diverse. The blues styles developed all over: Mississippi Delta, Chicago, Kansas City, or the Piedmont region.
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