Lazy morning. Had breakfast, took on water, emptied the trash and walked up to the marina store (long hike) and bought eggs and mailed birthday and Mothers Day cards. Finally got away from the dock at 10:45 AM. After a brief harbor tour we headed for the ICW and points north. We were passed by two large container ships outbound for who-knows-where as we crossed the shipping channel on the way to he ICW. We traveled until about 4 PM when we pulled off the ICW at McClellanville, SC and anchored in Five Fathom Creek, in the salt marshes of the Cape St. Romain National Wildlife Refuge. McClellanville is small village but they are having a seafood festival this weekend and the little harbor is full of boats. A word about the salt marshes; the Georgia and South Carolina coasts and almost completely salt marsh and the ICW is primarily winding creeks through the marsh. The channel winds and twists and if you travel 50 miles and only make 20 miles as the crow flies. The marsh is beautiful but after a week or so it has become mind-numbing. But tonight we have peace and quiet.
Sunday May 7, 2006
We are up early, as is our habit, and under way by 7 AM. We are back in the ICW by 7:15 and headed north, destination – Georgetown, SC. Just last night we were commenting that we hadn’t seen an alligator yet, which was a surprise, given the marsh we have been in since before Jacksonville. Didn’t even see one going across Florida and Lake Okeechobee. Wouldn’t you know it, at 8 AM I spotted the first gator of the trip, swimming across the channel? He was a big guy, fully eight feet in length and broad across the back. Usually gators will lie in the water with only their eyes and the tip of their snout exposed. When you approach they slowly sink out of sight without leaving a ripple in the water. This guy was different. I guess when you are that big you don’t need to fear much and he went boldly across the channel, swimming on the top of the water. Once the gator spell was broken we saw four or five others within an hour. Now they don’t even rate a mention in the log.
We traveled north up the ICW, across the Little Santee River, entered Four Mile Creek and across the Santee River. At 9 AM we came upon our old traveling partner, “Sara Caitlin”, plodding along at her standard two mph. They travel slowly but 24 hours a day. We go three or four times faster but we stop at night. That means that we pass them during the day and they pass us at night. We have been playing leapfrog since Jekyll Island. I spoke with the captain on the radio. He informed me that they were moving the dredge and its barge all the way to Cape Fear, NC. Today it only took 20 minutes to get around him.
Shortly after 11 AM we turned into Georgetown, SC. We attempted to anchor three times but couldn’t get a good “stick”. Since we wanted to explore Georgetown and since there was severe weather forecast for later in the afternoon and evening, we took a berth at the local marina. Topped off with diesel fuel for $2.45/gal. – 25 cents cheaper than in St. Augustine. We got bad intell about what was open in town so we had lunch on the boat before walking the three blocks to “downtown”. I’m afraid that our informant didn’t understand about small southern towns. NOTHING is open on Sunday AM. Everybody is at church. But after noon many of the stores were opening up, including the ice cream parlor. We felt duty-bound to sample their wares. We worked it off by strolling around the town. It is a delightful little town. Many of the homes have historical plaques dating the houses to the early 1700’s. Remember, that’s before the Revolutionary War! Most of the rest of the houses and commercial buildings were dated around the time of the Civil War (a.k.a: The War of Northern Aggression). It didn’t appear that anything was built after 1900. I guess they were all done by then! The sound of thunder chased us back to the boat and the forecasted rain shower gave me time to get a quick oil change out of the way. The severe weather never did show up…at least not like we are used to in Florida. We gave Georgetown four gold stars!
Monday May 8, 2006
Started the engine at 6:45 AM and got away before 7 AM. Passed through the area known as “the Rockpile” and made our way to Myrtle Beach where we tied up at Barefoot Landing Marina at 2 PM. We saw Steve & Sherrie Keefer, old friends of Sharie and Bob, who we shared a week in Hope Town with several years ago. They picked us up and took us to their house and gave us the nickel tour. They built the house about three or four years ago when Steve was getting ready to retire from the FAA, where he worked as an air traffic controller. We had an enjoyable afternoon with them and capped it off with dinner at Greg Norman’s restaurant which is located right at Barefoot Landing.
Tuesday May 9, 2006
We got away at 7 AM and continued our way north in the ICW. We crossed into North Carolina about 8:45 AM. The tidal current was brutal and it slowed us down so much that we missed the timed opening of the Sunset Beach Pontoon Bridge. We had to wait almost an hour for the next opening. Shortly after noon we passed through Lockwoods Folly, an inlet that has been the subject of much talk because shoaling is making it difficult to pass through and the budget cuts in the Army Corps Of Engineers, which is responsible for the maintenance of the ICW. Long story short…they found enough money and we passed a small dredge working when we went through. We saw the bottom come up to within 3 ft. of the bottom of the keel at low tide.
We entered the Cape Fear River and passed “Sara Caitlin” one last time. Shortly before 3:30 PM we tied alongside the dock at Carolina Beach State Park. Cindy fixed a great spaghetti dinner and then we took a walk…more like a hike in the woods. We saw countless birds and several whitetail deer. We are giving this place four gold stars also although it barely gets a mention in the cruising guides. Its only $20 per night including electricity but is short on amenities. No pool, no shopping, no nearby town. Hell for some, heaven to us.
|A walk in the woods - Carolina Beach State Park|
|Carolina Beach State Park Marina|
Today we turned the 1000-mile mark on the trip!
Wednesday May 10, 2006
|Snow's Cut - Carolina Beach State Park|
Had the anchor up by 6:30 this morning. Passed through Onslow Beach Bridge at 7:10 AM. This bridge is noteworthy only because it is owned and operated by the USMC. Camp Lejeune owns this area, quite literally. We entered a section of the ICW, which has a large sign with flashing lights cautioning boats not to enter the area when the lights are lit because it is a LIVE FIRE RANGE! We transited this area for about an hour and a half. There are large guard towers at either end and they post a patrol boat at each end to make sure that no one stumbles into an area where they shouldn’t be.
|Live Fire !! Camp Lejune, NC|
A few light showers sprinkled the windshield as we approached Morehead City but we never really got much more than that. We were tied up in Beaufort, NC in time to grab lunch at Clausen’s, a great restaurant in an historic building across from the marina. (by the way, this town is pronounced Boh-fort, not to be confused with the SC town of the same spelling) Keith Bishton, the Master Pool builder from Greenville, Sc stopped by in the afternoon. He and Carol have a boat and a place in Beaufort and spend most weekends here. We had a couple of beers and Keith showed us around town before we went to dinner. The promised rain and severe weather didn’t materialize overnight.
Friday May 12, 2006
Got a lazy start today. The bridge doesn’t open between 6:45 and 8 AM so we went out for breakfast and got under way at 8:15 to hit the 8:30 opening. We passed through Beaufort Channel and rejoined the ICW and entered the beautiful Adams creek. Adams creek dumps out into the Neuse River, which we crossed on the way to Oriental, NC. We tied up at the free town dock, which has room for only two boats. After lunch we unloaded our folding bicycles and toured the town. The waterfront is all business. Shrimp boats next to the pleasure boats. A few businesses along the waterfront, backed by residential sections. Not surprisingly, the older homes were close to town with a few newer subdivisions further away from town. We saw a KK42,”Neried” come through the bridge and anchor in the creek. A little while later Neried’s owners, Bob and Betty Rogers, stopped by for a chat. The Krogen community is small and close. The wind has continued to build throughout the afternoon. It was about 25 kts. And our spring line is bar-taut. Cindy bought local shrimp, which she fixed for dinner. Yummm.
Saturday May 13, 2006
|Downtown street - New Bern, NC|