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NC to Waccamaw River anchorage
morning was beautiful again today. Our
plan for the day was to travel only a short distance so we headed over to
Thomas Café again to enjoy another of the great breakfast meals that they
prepare. If you are ever in
Georgetown, be sure to dine there. The
hours are 7am to 2pm only and Mon to Sat.
The lunches sound great too.
prepared to depart from Boat Shed Marina, we found the starboard (right)
engine was not starting right up. I
went below and turned on the electric fuel pump directed to that engine.
Another attempt and she started right up nicely.
Gremlins, I guess… By
9:35, the lines were aboard and we were cruising again.
The new GPS navigation system screen was clear and bright showing all
the details of the waterway in color on the 10.5-inch screen.
Wow…. Real nice.. At
1:20pm, we turned off the ICW at a fork and continued along the Upper Waccamaw
River. This area is well known
for its amazing beauty. In North
Carolina, it is called the Low Country. Not
many cruisers travel up this end of the river.
Some years earlier, we had traveled a short way up here and promised to
return again. Here we are….
decided to follow the river as far as we could.
We had no charts that covered this area but we forged on as if we were
pioneers into the unknown. The
scenery is magnificent with cypress trees abound and lots of wildlife and
waterfowl. The river winds along
as it narrows. The GPS screen was
a blank except for the track lines we leave in our wake. It was absolutely wonderful and the weather was perfect.
We traveled for almost four hours before deciding to turn around and
find an anchorage for the night. We
found the ideal spot and dropped the hook.
We attached a “trip line” to the anchor just in case it might get
caught in some roots on the bottom. A
trip line is attached to the crown or forward end of the anchor when
conditions could cause the anchor to get stuck in roots or other foreign
matter. The idea is that should
it become fouled, the trip line could be used to raise the anchor from the
front end instead of the back or shank end.
Fortunately, we didn’t have a problem.
We relaxed and enjoyed our dinner on the sundeck of AMARSE.
We slept soundly in these lovely surroundings.
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River anchorage to Barefoot Landing, Myrtle Beach, SC
and underway at 6:40am. The
anchor came up normally so we didn’t need the trip line.
The foam marker on the trip line had broken off during the night so we
will have to engineer a replacement one soon.
today’s lesson: We are
traveling the ICW. Many people
often misstate the real name for the abbreviation “ICW” (including
myself). You may often hear it
called the “intercoastal waterway”. This
is incorrect. Its correct full
name is “Atlantic IntraCoastal Waterway”.
In the English language, the words “intra” and “inter” are
often misused. Hopefully, I will
be more careful in the future to use the correct terminology.
Anyway, this section of the ICW is measured in statute miles from
Norfolk, VA to Key West, FL. We
rejoined the ICW at mile 375 from Norfolk.
Our timing was good to get the hourly opening of the Socastee Swing
Bridge, which only operates on the hour.
We glided past numerous mega homes, many of which are newly built on
the proliferation of golf courses along this region. Lots of new high bridges have been constructed to provide
easy access to the mainland from these golf developments. One course even put a cable gondola car to transport players
across to the greens. The numbers
of condo complexes amazes me beyond belief.
The growth is phenomenal. At
09:30 am, we had reached our destination for the day, Barefoot Landing at
Myrtle Beach, SC. For many years,
this was a free dock owned and maintained by the US Army Corp of Engineers.
This year, the dock has been refurbished and water and electric power
added. The new private owners put
in new ramps and now charge $1.25 per foot of boat length per night.
In previous years, the docks were full.
Now, there were a mere handful of boats.
The nice thing about this place is the location.
It is right at a nice little shopping area with many small shops and
restaurants. The bus is
conveniently located here to make side trips to the grocery store, hardware,
and marine supply stores. We
headed out to re-provision the food supplies.
With our chores completed, we relaxed and enjoyed a terrific chicken
dinner on the sundeck of AMARSE. We
met some new friends and generally had another wonderful day.
The weather could not have been nicer.
Position N33 48.077 W078
Friday Barefoot Landing,
Myrtle Beach, SC to Carolina Beach State Park Marina, NC.
Cinco de Mayo, Mi Amigos. Early
in the morning, we heard the rumblings of the other boats preparing to get
underway. I quickly realized that
they were all getting this early start to make the bridge schedules.
This prompted us to do the same as one of the bridges operates only on
an hourly opening. It was almost a parade from 6:30 am as this mini flotilla of
boats headed north to the bridges. The
current was pushing us along quickly so we all arrived at the Sunset Beach
Pontoon Bridge about 8:30am. We
jockeyed our vessels around in the area for another half hour until the
scheduled opening at 9am. This
bridge has the distinction of being the last cable-operated pontoon bridge on
the Atlantic coast route. The
mechanism is actually built on a barge like pontoon that is pulled away and
back into place by tensioning and relaxing cables.
It is quite interesting to see it work.
Boaters must be careful not to proceed too soon as they would become
entangled in the cables before they settled to the bottom.
As the bridge tender sounds the horn signal, the awaiting boats file on
through the opening and continue their journey.
Some hours later, we come to “Lockwood’s Folly”.
This is located at an ocean inlet that has swift currents and is
infamous for shoaling, shallow areas of shifting sand.
Many an unsuspecting boater has found himself quickly aground in a
dangerous area. The current will
sweep a boat off course in seconds and often before the boater realizes what
has happened. Fortunately, we
were expecting unusual circumstances and made the necessary course corrections
to avoid any difficulty. About
12:30pm, we joined the Cape Fear River at Southport, NC.
By 2:07, we were tied up to the dock at Carolina Beach State Park
Marina. We are near mile 297.1.
This is a lovely little place. We
first pulled up to a face dock and soon realized that we would not be able to
get from the boat to the dock because of the piling placement.
We asked to relocate to Slip #40 to provide easier access to the
floating dock. The backing in
maneuvers went smoothly and this was a safe, secure place to be.
gathered our bag of dirty laundry and headed for the washer/dryer room at the
ranger station. We would need to
do three loads to get it all done. The
weather forecasters painted a picture of doom and gloom for the upcoming
weekend. Lots of rain and
thunderstorms would make the going unpleasant.
A plan was formulated to rent a car and stay the entire weekend here in
this safe place. We could explore
and sightsee in the car. An
online check got us reservations at the special weekend rate with Enterprise
Rent Car. They agreed to pick us
up at the marina too. As Judy
finished up the laundry duty, I went for the car.
Our timing was good and we set out for a tour of the Carolina Beach,
Fort Fisher areas on this late afternoon.
We found a nice place called the Sawmill Restaurant located at Monkey
Junction. The fish dinners were
quite good. As tired little
puppies, we found it easy to sleep in the midst of our sweet dreams.
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Beach State Park Marina
access to our rental car, we decided to maximize our sightseeing adventure.
We departed the park about 7am and set out to see the famous “Outer
Banks” region of North Carolina. Neither
of us had ever visited them before so it was the perfect opportunity.
A fast food breakfast and lots of miles got us to the ferry docks at
Cedar Island at 11am. We were
hoping to get the noon ferry departure. We
had been told that it would be possible to be on standby and that we would
probably get on if we were near the front of the line.
We had reservations for the 3pm but wanted more time on the outer
banks. We were number 4 and made
it on to the ferry. All but about
5 of the 15 standby vehicles made it. The
weather was near perfect and the 2-½ hour trip was very pleasurable.
We met some nice motorcycle riders and enjoyed the chat.
The ferry landing at Okracoke Island was quite nice and we were able to
visit the lovely lighthouse there without much crowd.
Lunch was at “Howard’s Bar and Grill”.
It sounded and looked real good but we were sadly disappointed with the
food. Both Judy and I ordered the
Flounder Fish Sandwich and we agreed that it was probably the worst we had
ever had. Oh well, avoid that
place if you visit. We continued
north along the narrow island till reaching the ferry to Cape Hatteras.
The 20-minute trip was pleasant and we got to visit with our motorcycle
friends again. You might know it,
two of the guys are pilots. Upon
reaching the Cape, we headed for the most famous lighthouse of all.
What a beauty! The structure is very large and the architecture is
wonderful. I took numerous
pictures as we walked the grounds. A
bridge connects to Bodie Island to the north.
The lighthouse there is also wonderfully kept and another national
treasure. Onward, northward
we drove to Kill Devil Hills and the site of the Wright Brothers first
flight. We had reached the park
area a little to late to visit the grounds and museum but enjoyed the area and
neighboring Kitty Hawk. As the
afternoon turned to evening, we began the long trip back to the Wilmington, NC
area. We finally arrived back at
the boat after midnight and after putting over 600 miles on the rent car.
Very tired we were, however, the journey had been well worth the
effort. Another great night to
sleep here in this quiet little marina.
Beach State Park Marina
planned to sleep late this Sunday morn but the habitual routine of early
rising had us both awake by 7am. We
planned a leisurely day of shopping for boat and travel supplies and general
relaxation. A wonderful breakfast
at the Sawmill Restaurant started the morning off perfectly.
We visited several marine stores as well as a re-stocking run to Sam’s
Club. We ran into some friends
from the yacht “Betty B” while at West Marine.
We yakked for over an hour about boat stuff and got a nice demo of some
of the latest goodies. Fun. We cruised
around in the car to Wrightsville Beach and various other places.
Before we knew it, it was dinnertime.
Judy spotted a little seafood restaurant call “Something Fishy”.
It was very, very good and the flounder dinners were delicious. Back to the boat and off to bed for these guys.
Beach State Park Marina to Mile Hammock Bay anchorage.
weather forecast for the next few days was favorable, however, it would turn
poor in just a couple of days. Although
we had the car rented till 5pm, we felt that it would be best to head out and
make our way north earlier. We
did some laundry and another store run before returning the car. By 11:30 am, we were departing the dock.
The wind was brisk and directly crossed to us.
To complicate matters even more, it was near dead low tide and so we
stirred up the bottom as we maneuvered away from the marina.
Within a few minutes, we were back in the ICW and traversing Snow’s
Cut that connects the Cape Fear River with the inland waterway.
Because the tide was low, we were able to clear the Wrightsville Beach
Swing Bridge without an opening. This
saved us quite a bit of time. We
also had plenty of clearance at the Figure Eight Island Bridge.
At 3:40pm, we arrived at the Surf City Swing Bridge and had to wait
until 4pm for their hourly opening. We
continued past the New River that leads to New Bern, NC and at mile 244.5, we
entered the anchorage area at Mile Hammock Bay. This is a US Marine facility that is frequently available for
boaters to anchor in. At times,
it is chained off and troops from the Camp LeJeune Marine Base conduct all
types of training exercises in the little bay.
Fortunately for us and the other 15 or so boats today, the channel was
open. We made four attempts at
anchoring AMARSE. Each time, the
boat would end up too close to another boat in this crowded tiny area.
On the fourth and final attempt, we had found just the right spot to
provide safe swinging room when the current and wind would rotate the boats
around their anchor lines. By
6:45pm, we felt secure enough to silence the engines and relax peacefully.
One sailboat in the anchorage was not quite so lucky and had run
aground. He had to call in
TowBoat/US to help him get unstuck. I’m
sure that cost him a pretty penny since he had let his tow insurance lapse.
For us, it was a peaceful night for dinner and nitey-nite.
Hammock Bay anchorage to Campbell Creek anchorage.
up just prior to 6am this morning. We
had a long way to go and we needed to depart in proper time to make a
scheduled bridge opening. We were
the first ones out of the anchorage at 6:15am.
Several others followed shortly thereafter.
The ICW cuts right through the firing range at Camp LeJeune.
On occasion, the ICW will be shut down for up to an hour as the firing
commences. We made it through the
stretch without interruption. The
banks were lined with trucks, tanks, armored personnel carriers, and various
other military vehicles and numerous soldiers awaiting the early morning
exercises. We had hoped for an
earlier bridge opening at the Onslow Swing Bridge.
This bridge has the distinction of being the only one owned and
operated by the US Marine Corp. Usually,
the bridges fall under the jurisdiction of the US Army Corps of Engineers. The tender said we would have to wait for the hourly opening
as he expected some tank traffic. None
showed up, however, and so we passed through at the hourly opening along with
before noon, we passed Morehead City, NC and Beaufort, NC.
If you paid attention to the previous lesson concerning Beaufort, you
would remember that this city is pronounces as “BO-
before 2pm, we entered the Neuse River and headed into Oriental, NC harbor.
We had hoped to find a place at the city-operated dock.
Unfortunately, the docks were full and we opted to continue on
northbound. A pretty trawler
cruiser soon passed us and we recognized it as “La Garza Verde”.
We had briefly met these fellow loopers at St. Augustine.
We chatted a little on the VHF radio and enjoyed the memories of our
previous port of call. We selected a anchoring spot on the charts lying just north
of the Hobucken Cut. We turned
into Campbell Creek amidst a minefield of crab pot buoys. Proceeding westerly, we found the ideal spot about a mile or
so upstream. A delightfully
peaceful location to be shared with only one other boat, a Willard 40 trawler
named “Mystic” that hails from Coos Bay, Oregon.
We had met these folks while anchored next to them at St. Augustine,
FL. They have traveled from
Alaska on south, through the Panama Canal, and are presently touring the great
loop as we are. The have been
traveling for several years on their voyage of a lifetime.
I certainly admire their hardy adventure.
late afternoon sun turned to evening, we enjoyed our grilled dinner on the
sundeck table aboard AMARSE. Another
great day to build our memories…
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This place is remote enough that there is no cell phone or internet
connection service. Peaceful
Wednesday Campbell Creek anchorage to Elizabeth City, NC
Birthday to my brother Doug in California.
early for a sunrise departure from this absolutely lovely anchorage.
The other boat, “Mystic”, was just getting underway as we began to
set up the equipment for the day’s travel.
Despite repeated attempts, the new GPS navigation system would not
initiate and the screen was dark except for a single, thin line.
As I did my troubleshooting, I could see that the unit had failed and
that nothing could be done here to change that.
We reorganized our thinking to return to the more primitive method of
chart reading. Setting out with
only paper charts quickly reminded us of how much more enjoyable the travel is
when you have nice electronic equipment.
Oh well, we have certainly successfully navigated with paper charts for
many years. At 7:22am, we were
easing out of the anchorage to join the Pamlico River, then the Pungo River.
At 9:40am, we entered the long, narrow stretch of waterway known as the
“Alligator-Pungo Canal”. It
is mostly carved out of a cypress swamp to connect the two rivers.
The many stumps along the sides remind the helmsman to mind his course
lest the vessel meet with certain damage from the underwater hazards lurking
just a few feet to our sides. After
about 30 miles, the canal opens into the widening Alligator River.
Judy had the helm for most of the canal while I worked to exchange the
new GPS with the older unit that I had taken out less than two weeks earlier.
Discouraging work but at least we would have a GPS chart plotter to
help ease the navigating workload. Having
the GPS has enabled us to avoid problems on several occasions so far.
It really helps a lot when working your way into an anchorage area.
The screen will indicate depths and hazards while we pick the best
spots. The track markings left on
the screen will be very helpful when the boat moves outbound in the mornings.
thought of staying at the marina mid-way up the Alligator River, but as we
approached the swing bridge, the weather was quite nice and we calculated that
we could make the most of the rest of the day by continuing on.
We transited the “wiggles”, an area of intense shoaling, and
entered the large body of water known as the Albemarle Sound. It is here that
the Intracoastal Waterway offers the northbound boater the choice of routes.
The most common route is the “Virginia Cut” route.
It generally provides a faster, deeper, and easier route north.
The Virginia Cut lacks the history and secluded beauty of the alternate
route. We plotted our course to
take us into the Pasquotank River. This
river leads to Elizabeth City, NC and the “Dismal Swamp” route.
More about this unusually named route later.
Our plan to reach Elizabeth City by sundown came together nicely and we
entered the dockage area in generally peaceful conditions.
Fortunately, there was one open space against the dock wall of the
city-operated facility. It was
tight quarters but the generous help of some onlookers helped us squeeze in
between a piling and a large catamaran sailboat.
Tied securely to the wall, we were greeted by numerous local townsfolk
that come by to extend their welcome to the boaters. This is a wonderfully friendly town. Elizabeth City has somehow managed to preserve the attitude
of southern hospitality and the residents exude the spirit of warmth and
caring that often seems lost in our society today.
I think this is the way we were meant to regard each other and wish we
would see more of this personal caring and interest as we travel.
Several locals recommended good dinner spots and we chose “Thumpers”.
The clam chowder was quite good as were the burgers.
Those icy cold beers really hit the high note too.
weather forecast was for the “nasty” side for the next day or so, thus we
decided to stay over and rest for the next day too.
For now, to bed…to rest….
Thursday Elizabeth City, NC
thought we could sleep in this morning, but the routine of early rising put
that thought aside. The “weather-guessers”
continued to talk of the high probability of storms and high winds.
The winds were indeed getting stronger and coming in from the south.
At these docks, the water becomes quite rough and uncomfortable when
the winds freshen from the south. All
of the boats were pitching and rolling quite sharply.
One couple was so uncomfortable that they decided to move to another
dock. In the process, they lost
control of their boat in the wind and got trapped by the pilings. They were able to get off with the generous help of one of
the local chaps that pulled them with his pontoon boat. The whole thing was a fiasco and even resulted in the gal
breaking two fingers in all the commotion.
As other boaters arrived, we helped the best we could to assist them
with their docking maneuvers. It
made me quite happy that we had chosen to come the night before.
City has some wonderful traditions both old and new. The town has elected to increase its business margins by
welcoming boaters with incentives to visit and purchase goods and supplies
here. They offer complimentary
dockage for your vessel for up to 48 hours.
One gentleman, Fred Fearing, started the tradition of giving each
visiting woman a lovely rose from the local bushes.
He, and other volunteers called “Rose Buddies”, host a cheese and
wine party every evening at 5pm so that everyone can become acquainted and
have a nice relaxing get-together. This
is so nice.
was our dine out day. We went to
breakfast with several other boaters, two Bills and Al.
Lunch was at Quality Seafood Restaurant. The reasonably priced seafood platter was quite good and very
plentiful with its assortment of flounder, shrimp, oysters, and scallops.
today’s history lesson. The
Elizabeth City area was first visited by the English in 1585 and was settled
in 1793. Its six National
Historic Register districts stir memories of a time when the infamous
Blackbeard sailed these waters, trains were still a way of life, and Orville
and Wilbur Wright stopped for provisions on their way to Kitty Hawk. Most folks are quite familiar with the Kitty Hawk side of the
Wright Brothers’ story, but how many of you knew that they traveled to the
outer banks by hired sailing ship that picked up supplies and provisions right
here in Elizabeth City.
daytime hours passed without anything more that a sprinkle of rain, however,
the forecast for late evening storms brought forth their promise of heavy
rain, thunder and lightning. Here,
we escaped the worst as most of the heaviest stuff occurred a little further
north. As the storms passed, the
winds calmed and we slept well.
City, NC to Hampton, VA
alarm blasted at 5:30 to awaken us to a cool, calm, and clear dawn.
Quickly we readied the boat and motored out at 5:50am.
The lift bridge opened immediately upon our request.
Like so many other low bridges, they operate on restrictions during
rush hours so you have to wait. We
were early enough to avert that problem.
Our route continued up the Pasquotank River as the sun gently rose. Perfectly calm waters reflected all the trees and shoreline.
Both Judy and I marveled at the sight of Canadian geese flying at water
level. Their loud honking and
awesome reflection in the still waters was unlike anything we had ever seen.
How cool is that?
of the early morning, we were alone with nature.
Our passage through the “Dismal Swamp” would require us to
encounter two locks. These
operate only four times a day. We
wanted the earliest time at 8:30 for the first lock at South Mills.
We would lock with only three others.
The narrow canals are shallow and require that boaters travel slowly
and carefully avoid snags and logs that frequently appear.
Always take care not to follow too closely to the boat ahead lest he
stir up some debris from the bottom to foul your propellers.
We did feel a couple of “thud” sounds but believe that we escaped
any damage. We took additional caution by increasing the spacing behind
your history lesson about the “Dismal Swamp”.
The canal’s construction began in 1793, taking 12 years to complete
with slave labor. George
Washington was said to have been one of the engineers of the project. During the Civil War, the canal was heavily damaged and it
was not until the late 1800’s when the project was rehabilitated and vessels
could once again move lumber, shingles, farm products and passengers between
Norfolk and inland Virginia and North Carolina.
Today, the US Army Corps of Engineers operates the canal as they have
since the 1920’s.
continue on to the Deep Creek locks, we moved slowly and viewed the scenery
and wildlife. The next scheduled
opening occurred at 1:30pm and dropped two powerboats and three sailboats.
Upon exiting the lock, channel markers change sides again to put Red’s
to port when northbound. The
sailboat in front of us didn’t recognize the change and attempted to pass on
the wrong side of the marker. They
immediately went hard aground. Judy
and I turned around and came to their aid.
Judy rigged a 50-foot line to the bow of AMARSE as I maneuvered the bow
up to the sailboats beam side. Judy
made a great toss of the line and we were able to back away pulling the
sailboat off grounding. I’m
glad we were able to assist. (and also very glad that we did not make the same
after exiting the lock, we rejoined the common section of the ICW at a point
only a few miles south of Norfolk, VA. At
3:45, we had reached mile 0.0 of the Atlantic Intracoastal Waterway.
We now travel up through one of the busiest harbors in the world and
home to one of the US Navy’s biggest installations and its huge fleet of
ships. These vessels are
absolutely immense. They dwarf
everything else around. Transiting
mariners need to be careful to stay in the authorized channel as much of the
area is restricted military. No
need to get into that kind of security jam.
crossed Hampton Roads, we turned to join the Hampton River and proceeded into
Hampton harbor. We located a nice
anchorage just upstream of the bridge and rested very nicely.
Cocktails, dinner on the grill, and new memories made during this great
day on the “Loop” cruise.
Saturday Hampton, VA
to Mobjack Bay
to rush out of the anchorage this morning since we wanted to refuel after 8am.
For those of you coming this way, the marina at Sunset Boating Center
sells diesel fuel at about the lowest price that I know of.
They are located all the way to the end of Sunset Creek off the Hampton
River. Don’t forget to ask for
the Boat/US discount.
topped off, we returned to enter the Chesapeake Bay and plotted our course for
Mobjack Bay. That bay lies on the
western shore and is quite large at the mouth.
Once inside the bay, four rivers branch off.
We explored the Ware River, the East River, and, finally, the North
River. Since it is not remarkably
beautiful, we opted not to explore the Severn River. We traveled up each of
these rivers to a point where they became too shallow to safely navigate.
The scenery is spectacular and provides a magnificent setting for the
cruiser. We enjoyed a
lovely anchorage in a section dotted with wonderful residential examples of
tidal area architecture. One large home near us looked much like the famous “Monticello”
of Thomas Jefferson fame. Chicken
roasting on the grill as the sunset glowed in the western sky.
How nice is this
Sunday Mobjack Bay
to Deltaville, VA
Dia de las Madres or Happy
waters of the North River were almost perfectly still as the anchor rose to
the pulpit. A relatively slow and
peaceful pace brought us back into Mobjack Bay, out past the New Point Comfort
lighthouse and back into the wide Chesapeake Bay. Wolf Trap light marks the shoals nearby as does the Spider
Point light and marker. The
weather prognosticators warned of heavy afternoon and evening thunderstorms
and windy conditions. We made
arrangements to dock at Walden’s Marina in Broad Creek of Deltaville, VA.
This was a change from our original plan to anchor out.
We bypassed by the Piankatank River, as well as one of my personal
favorite anchorages, and turned into the Rappahannock River to Broad Creek.
The marina manager directed us to an outside end dock and assisted us
in docking and securing AMARSE. We
put out extra fenders and attached extra lines to provide additional security
in the forecast storms. The skies
were mostly blue now, however, the slowly darkening sky nearby hinted strongly
that this was the calm before the storm.
Lunch was overdue and the little waterfront restaurant called “Cocomo’s”
was right next-door. As you may
have guessed, it was quite crowded with folks celebrating Mother’s Day with
that special woman that probably had the largest, single influence on their
life. It was very nice to see so
much respect and caring. I
heartily recommend the “Shrimp and Crab Bisque.”
WOW! As we enjoyed our
lunch, the skies broke loose with the powerful combination of thunder,
lightning, and torrential rains. The
downpour lasted almost 30 minutes and we were very glad to be in this safe and
secure location. The skies
brightened and the rest of the afternoon turned pleasant.
The marina manager took us to West Marine to pick up some boat
supplies. Fortunately, the local
branch had exactly the right electronic chart pack for the Chesapeake Bay.
We still have not resolved the new GPS situation, so our backup chart
plotter needed to have additional “blueChart chips” to navigate further
north. This chip will cover the
area to Delaware. We also
replaced our wind-worn US flag. The
sun and constant winds were starting to tatter the stars and stripes mounted
on AMARSE’s stern. The new
ensign will serve us well.
cleaned the boat and I worked on these log updates. The skies were readying themselves for another round of
storms. As dusk arrived, so did
the thunderstorms. Again, we
enjoyed the security of this marina dock.
lighter meal of Roasted Pepper and Tomato soup warmed us on this chilly,
stormy evening. Tonight we will
just relax aboard and decide later “what, when, and where” will come next.
friends, Milt and wife Jimmie, are in Stuart, FL and Paddy and Elaine are in
Ft. Myers soon to be enroute to Ft. Lauderdale. David, LeAnn, and JD are in Marathon, FL.
Nice to know that all are progressing safely and nicely.
We have very poor cell phone coverage and the only internet connection
is being provided by the competition marina next door.
I hope the storms aren’t too loud tonight as I’m tired and hope to
sleep soundly. Stay tuned for
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