Beardstown
This was a strange stop. It is a working dock made up of a collection of barges tied to the shore. We pulled alongside and tied up to the outermost barge. The dockworkers ignored us. There was a very steep set of stairs leading up to the office. I was glad to only have to make the trip up to the office once because the stairs were marginally safe. At about 2am the tug that calls Beardstown home set off…