Boats, BBQ, and Blues

The trip to Memphis was a bit to exciting. After finding a cheap hotel near Rooke Sails and the Airport, I notice the fact that a half a dozen prostitutes are walking the street there. It was pretty obvious when someone picked one up right outside the hotel.
I survived the night and more importantly my truck and trailer were not violated during the night.

That morning I went up to find 3 Tigers still in boxes and bubble wrap. It was a bit intimidating trying to assemble a boat from scratch. I am lucky to have a lot of very good Tiger sailors in the area to help get things just right.

I was a little disappointed in the size of Beale Street, it was only about two block worth of bars. But over half of them had live bands with was perfect for my tastes. I spent the most time a small bar with more of a rockabilly band playing before being dragged off to a dance club by some locals I met. Fun time but it sure was hard to get up to go see Graceland and hook up the boat for the trip home.