November 25-December 2, 2017: St. Augustine, FL

I realize that I kind of glossed over Brunswick, where we stayed the week of Thanksgiving.  It was a great stopover made even better by the Brunswick Landing Marina, which gets top billing in our book.  But on to more recent events.

Our offshore passage from Brunswick, GA, to St. Augustine was a pretty short one, 18 hours overnight for 87.7 nm.  While leaving Brunswick on the 25th, we saw fireworks in two separate towns.  I don’t know if post-Thanksgiving fireworks are a thing now, but it was sure cool to see at night from the boat.

Thanks to the Captain’s meticulous planning, we hit the St. Augustine inlet just right.  It is notorious for being short and narrow, aiming you between a beach and a bulkhead, and having strong, surfy conditions. Hitting it at anything other than daylight and slack tide was a deal-breaker for me.

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We weren’t the only ones out at dawn at the St. Augustine inlet.  This fishing boat brought a zillion of his closest friends with him.

We took a mooring at St. Augustine Municipal Marina for one week; at $143 for a week including launch, nice dinghy dock, laundry (4 washers and dryers), nice bathrooms (2 showers each), generally good wifi, and the ability to receive mail/packages, it’s a deal that cannot be beaten.

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Wherever there’s cruisers, there’s dogs.  And dogs are always on the bow of anything moving fast.

Hurricane Irma tore up the dockage quite badly, and the many of the slips that are available lack power.  There is no gasoline available, but there is one diesel pump working.  The dinghy dock was mostly destroyed, but now the unofficial dinghy dock stretches along one of the deserted slipways, so it all works out.  Most of the moorings appear to have been replaced, although it’s clear that some are missing.

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I loved these dinghy chaps.  Having made ours, I can commiserate with the “patch ’em with whatever you’ve got” mentality, because there’s NO WAY you are making new ones!

I wish I could say that our stay was seven days of blissful relaxation, but things rarely work that way.  The outboard on the dinghy was running weakly.  After hours spent diagnosing the issue (bad gas? fuel supply? spark plugs? carburetor?) and then removing and taking apart the carburetor piece by piece, it became clear that carburetor would have to be replaced.

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Ah yes, another beautiful day on the water slaving over something mechanical.

We called the local Yamaha dealer, Backwater 2 Bluewater, and ordered a new carburetor and gaskets, plus expedited two-day shipping since we wouldn’t be in St. Augustine for very long.  Insert “cha-ching” and “ouch!” here.  Thank goodness for the marina launch, otherwise we would have been rowing the dinghy to shore for a couple of days.  I want exercise and everything, but let’s not be stupid.

The dinghy is now spiffed up with a new carburetor, new spark plugs, and a new fuel filter and bowl.  She’s humming along like a champ.  We made our usual contributions to the local economy at West Marine, Advance Auto, Winn Dixie, and the liquor store.  We found Bota Box wine for $15.99 a box, and at that price, we stocked up on five of them for the Bahamas.  The Captain carried four of them in his backpack the two miles back to the marina—now THAT’S dedication! Four boxes = 16 bottles of wine.  I carried the really important stuff, though (Oreos) as well as the other groceries.

We also did some tourist-ing through the beautiful old buildings.  There really are some lovely nooks and crannies in this town.  I love all of the little alleys that are paved with bricks.

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Not all of the beautiful sights are small and unobtrusive.

We did manage to visit Borrillo’s, our favorite hole-in-the-wall pizza place; Yummy Wok, the excellent Chinese takeout next to West Marine; Gaufres and Goods, a Polish and Greek restaurant where we had cake and lattes; and Carmello’s for pizza.  I swear we do eat on the boat, although you’d never know it from the list of restaurants.  For soft taco night I made corn tortillas from scratch and used my new Norco tortilla press, and they were pretty freaking awesome if I do say so myself.

One night after showering, we walked through downtown to see the beautiful lights.  The entire downtown area is completely draped in Christmas lights, and it was truly lovely.  There was a choir singing and everything.

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I will never get used to Christmas lights on palm trees.  But I like it!

Then the next day we accidentally saw the Christmas parade, which was a hoot.

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A parade is not a parade without the Elvis impersonator.

We are headed to Ft. Pierce and decided to take the ICW down.  Our plan is to go St. Augustine to an anchorage near Memorial Bridge in Daytona Beach, to a mooring in Titusville, to an anchorage in Melbourne, and then to Ft. Pierce City Marina.  We may add a stop in between Titusville and Ft. Pierce, we’ll see.

Posted in FL, Moorings, Offshore

A warm and welcoming Thanksgiving in Brunswick, GA

There is no one type of cruiser.  We are men and women, young and old, gay and straight.  We are from different places, backgrounds, ethnicities, and races.  We speak with different accents and different languages.  We fall along a wide spectrum of political beliefs, incomes, and pursuits.  But there is one thing we all like to do:

Eat.  Preferably together.

Today we took part in our first Cruisers’ Thanksgiving.  This is a tradition in many parts of the country with large cruiser populations, and for once we were at the right place at the right time.

The celebration was held at the Brunswick Yacht Club on the Brunswick Landing Marina grounds.  The marina generously provided the turkey, ham, rolls, drinks (wine, beer, soda, and water), and paper goods.  Attendees brought a side dish or a dessert.  The offerings were varied and outstanding, and we think there may have been about 200 people attending.

The room was full of good smells and laughter amongst friends.  Short of being with our family, we couldn’t have picked a better way to spend the day.  We are truly thankful to be part of such an inclusive and friendly clan.

To our friends and family across the country, we hope you had a wonderful day.

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Line #1 formed on the left side of the room.  The promised land is the island shown in the upper right side of the photo.  Line #1 was popular because it went past both the beer and wine section and the dessert section, both on the left wall.

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Line #2 had dispersed by the time I took this photo.  At the height of the frenzy, both lines snaked the length of the room and curled back on themselves.

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Michael, the General Manager of the marina, and his wife, Erin, kindly served up food.  They also photographed attendees to add to a photo montage that is made each year and then hung on the wall.

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The dessert table groaned under the weight of cakes, pies, brownies, tarts, dumplings, cupcakes, fudge, fruit, and Reddi Whip.

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Beer flowed freely from the legendary Free Beer Tap.  Beer is free at this marina, all day, every day.  And there’s free wine at Happy Hour on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

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A slightly addled-looking turkey managed the beer and wine station.  That’s about how I looked after eating as much as I did.

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The Captain’s meat-atarian plate.  If you look veeeeeeery closely, there is a tiny hint of green vegetable smothered in copious amounts of turkey gravy.

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My vegetarian plate.  I didn’t photograph our dessert plates so that we could retain at least some shred of dignity.

 

Posted in GA, Marinas

Nov. 16-17, 2017: Port Royal, SC, to Brunswick, GA

We left Port Royal at 1:00 PM to begin our overnight offshore leg to Brunswick.  We were raring to go as we were pretty tired of getting pounded into the transient dock by the prior days’ strong winds.

It was a beautifully sunny and brisk day when we left, and the winds were forecast to be 10-15 knots.  Since we only had a few hours of daylight remaining after we left the marina, we put one reef in the main.  Ironically enough, this turned out to be totally unnecessary as the winds never got over 5 knots all night.

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Another ridiculously beautiful day on the water.

We don’t like to eat dinner in the dark, and since the sun set at 5:15 PM, we ate an early dinner in the cockpit.  As I am prone to sea sickness, I always make our offshore dinners ahead of time so I’m not below for too long.  I have a few standards that are hearty, easy to premake, store well, and reheat easily in one pot.  Usually it’s black beans and rice with cheese and The World’s Best Sofrito (thanks, N!), penne pasta with garlic and olive oil, or vegetarian green chili.  This time we had sandwiches because we had eaten an enormous lunch from a takeout Chinese place in Port Royal.

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Winter sailing means short days, but the sunsets are sure worth it.

After dinner, we started our three-hour watches at 6:00 PM.  I really like the three-hour schedule as I find it gives me a large enough chunk of time to get some decent rest but pushes the boundaries of how long I can stay awake and alert.  Going below and sleeping comfortably in a sea berth is the key; we have set up a lee cloth on the starboard settee with lots of pillows and a comfy blanket, a flashlight and headlamp, and a kitchen timer for an alarm clock.  It’s like heaven.

The Captain usually takes watches from 6:00-9:00PM, midnight to 3:00 AM, and from 6:00 AM on.  I take 9:00-midnight and 3:00-6:00 AM.  I catch an hour-ish sleep in the cockpit at 6:00 AM so that I can help the Captain spot buoys if we are entering an inlet and then get up to make coffee and greet the day.

It was a beautiful night’s motorsail.  The sky was clear and absolutely packed with stars.  We left the cockpit enclosure up to knock down the chilly wind and keep us comfortably warm.  Boat traffic was minimal except when going past Savannah, but it can get so boring that the smallest thing seems very exciting.

The entry into St. Simons Sound Inlet from the ocean is straight forward, and the transition to Brunswick Harbor Inlet is roomy.  This was our first time coming in to St. Simons Sound Inlet, and it’s a breeze.

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The St. Simons Island Lighthouse is still operational.  It was built in 1810, destroyed by Confederate troops to prevent its use by Union forces, and then rebuilt in 1872.

We were heading for Brunswick Harbor Marina, which is easily located by passing under the Sidney Lanier Bridge and hanging a right.

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Some of our neighbors on the way to the marina.

We were planning on staying only a few days in Brunswick before heading offshore to St. Augustine, FL, but the offshore weather is getting ugly again.  Instead, we will be staying in Brunswick at least through this week and will make our next leg a three-day passage from Brunswick to Ft. Pierce, FL.

In the meantime, we are enjoying the amazing hospitality at this marina (which will be its own post) and are looking forward to our first Cruisers’ Thanksgiving celebration among our tribe.

The journey from Port Royal, SC, to Brunswick, GA, was 21 hours for 106.9 nm.

Posted in GA, Marinas, Offshore, SC

Nov. 11-15, 2017: Hanging Out in Port Royal, SC

We were planning on staying in Port Royal for three days, but unending offshore winds convinced us to stay an extra few days.

Port Royal is due south of Beaufort and just north of Parris Island (of Marine Corps fame).  Both Beaufort, which we visited earlier this year, and Port Royal are on Port Royal Island.  Port Royal was one of the earliest British settlements in what was to become South Carolina.  We have been watching season four of Black Sails, which is a television series about pirates, and in the episode we watched last night, the embattled governor of Nassau is fleeing to Port Royal.  How cool is that!

If there’s one thing that this area never seems to lack, it’s strong current.  Add the honking winds that have been blowing, and it’s been quite a rodeo here at the dock.  The transient dock at Port Royal Landing Marina consists of two facing docks that also house the gas and diesel pumps in the middle.

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There we are in front, bracketed by large and gorgeous motor yachts.

We chose to be on the outside of the dock because coming to the inside meant a little more maneuvering than Kestrel can easily manage.  Being on the outside of the dock means no protection from waves, and man, have we ever had waves.  I was making enchiladas one night and seriously considered unlocking the gimbal on the stove so that it could swing freely and keep my sauce from slopping out of the pans.

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These poor fenders really had their work cut out for them.  Not only were they squished from the incessant waves, but it was cold, so at one point they seemed like they were about an inch thick.

This has been primarily a “business” stop rather than a sight seeing stop.  We visited Beaufort earlier this year, and while we walked through downtown and ate lunch at Low Country Produce this trip, that was about it.

Port Royal would not be a good stop for cruisers needing to provision without access to a car, but fortunately, the marina has a courtesy car.  With a car, there are tons of resources for the cruiser:   groceries (Publix, Food Lion, Piggly Wiggly, Walmart), hardware stores (Lowes Home Improvement, Graco Hardware), pharmacies, and propane refills (Graco Hardware).

Port Royal Landing Marina is a very nice marina and one I would stop at again.  The staff is exceptionally friendly, and the docks (both floating and fixed) are in top shape.  There’s Valvtect diesel and gas on site, two washers and three dryers ($1.25 each), immaculate bathrooms with two showers, and a small ship’s store.  The wifi is okay but nothing to write home about.  There’s a small lounge with a book and DVD exchange.  The marina is located in a small residential community that is really lovely.  The standout, though, is the staff—they are remarkably helpful and genuinely nice.

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A view of half of the marina and the Ladies Island Bridge.

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This is the view from the docks looking inland.  It’s a truly lovely area.

As much fun as we’ve had here, it’s time to move on.  The winds have died enough for us to head offshore to Brunswick, GA, today.  We will arrive tomorrow and have a whole new city to explore.

Posted in Marinas, SC

Nov. 9-10, 2017: Georgetown to Port Royal, SC

I have exactly one picture of our offshore journey from Georgetown to Port Royal, SC, and I think it says it all:

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We knew that the winds and waves for this leg were forecast to be higher than what we had been having lately, but we also knew that we could handle it.  We put up the enclosure around our cockpit, and that made a nasty day much more comfortable.  Being dry and protected from the wind makes all the difference in the world.

When we left Georgetown, the weather was cold, dreary, and overcast.  We were having a great time though, because we were dogged by pods of dolphins almost all day.  They were having so much fun playing in our bow wake that they were jumping out of the water.  We had two reefs in the mainsail because we knew that the winds were forecast to pick up later in the day.  We plugged along all day in what I consider reasonably normal winds and seas (10 knots wind, 2-4 foot seas).

And then it got dark.

And then it got crazy.

(Ed. note:  Mom, stop reading here.)

Although there was a moon, it was hidden behind clouds, so it was absolutely pitch dark.  The only thing we could see was the occasional foam from breaking waves.  You know what does not make me feel better about being in the pitch dark? Seeing breaking waves.

The wind starting picking up until it was consistently in the low 20’s, gusting to the high 20’s, and occasionally gusting over 30 knots. The seas got gnarly; we couldn’t judge them because it was too dark, but Chris Parker’s forecast said they’d be 7-9 feet, and I believe it.  Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

The wind and seas were hitting us on the starboard quarter, so it wasn’t as awful as a beat would have been.  But going down below was an exercise in controlled falling from handhold to handhold.  We started two hour watches, and I went below to get some sleep.  Forty minutes into it, the Captain called down that we had squalls coming.   Squalls bring with them their own set of dangers, including massively strong downdrafts and lightning.  We were pummeled with a few bursts (thank goodness for that double-reefed main!), but the scariest thing by far was watching the lightning hit the water and spread out.  Nothing quite as uncomfortable as being the tallest thing around when lightning is striking!

Fortunately the squalls starting moving away from us, so all we had to contend with was the “regular” rain, winds, and waves.  However, all of this was happening near Charleston.  Heavy rain makes smaller vessels like us easy to miss on radar, and we had been watching a 973 foot cargo vessel on radar and AIS; it had been heading directly for us for a while.  The Captain hailed them at five miles out and four miles out, but they weren’t answering.  Finally, at three miles out they responded and said that they saw us on AIS and were altering their course to avoid us.  Phew.

We went “old school,” with the off-watch crew sleeping in the cockpit, PFD on and tether clipped in to the jackline.  When bad things happen, all crew needs to be immediately available, and that’s the best way we’ve found to be prepared.  But man, it was a long, long night.

Once the sun rose, things started looking better, as they always do.  Then it was time to dock at Port Royal Landing Marina.  Not to be outdone by Georgetown Landing, the current at Port Royal Landing was ripping, we had 15 knots of wind against the current, the facing pier had a few large and expensive boats already there, and there’s a big bridge just past the dock.  But hey, no pressure! The Captain did his usual good job getting us to the dock.  Kestrel can handle way more than we ever could, and it’s during these types of weather events that I’m so grateful that we have the boat we do.

The trip from Georgetown to Port Royal, SC, was 28 hours for 142.8 nm.

All’s well that ends well, and we’re spending some time in Port Royal while we wait out some nasty weather.  Time to relax a little.

 

Posted in Offshore, SC

Nov. 5-8, 2017: Southport, NC, to Georgetown, SC

Our offshore route from Southport to Georgetown was a comparatively short one (90 nm), so we didn’t have to leave Southport until mid-afternoon on November 5.  We spent the day on small chores and left Southport at 1530 hours.  The days are getting shorter and shorter, and we only had a couple of hours of daylight.  I love leaving for overnight trips late in the day; somehow the trip always seems shorter.

We had another calm night of motorsailing with no other boats around.  We rotated three hour watches starting at 1800 hours and passed a peaceful, uneventful night.

Winyah Bay was a new inlet for us, and I can see why it’s considered an all-weather haven.  It’s large, well-marked, and not too twisty.  We got a spot at Georgetown Landing Marina, which was also a new marina for us.  Even though we timed our arrival for slack, the current was ridiculously strong.  The Captain did an amazing job getting the boat up to the face dock without smashing it, us, or the other boats around.

The trip from Southport, NC, to Georgetown, SC, was 18 ½ hours for 90.6 nm.

We stayed in Georgetown for two more days.  We had never been there before, and it was worth the trip.  Georgetown Landing Marina mostly caters to fishing charters but also has a long facing dock for transients.  The floating docks are in generally good shape, and the dock hands are quite helpful and friendly.  Both diesel and gas are available, and there’s two washers and dryers ($1.50 each).  The restrooms are clean and have two showers each.  There is a small ship’s store, and the marina is on the grounds of a Hampton Inn.  All in all, it’s a nice place to stop, and at $1.50/ft, it won’t break the bank.

Georgetown Landing Marina is about a fifteen minute walk, all along sidewalks, to the tourist part of town on Front Street.  On the way is a terrific marine and fishing supply store called The Boat Shed; we spent quite a bit of time there looking at fishing supplies and debating the new Yeti LoadOut Bucket:

me:  $40 for a freaking BUCKET?

sales staff:  But it’s really sturdy.

me:  It’s a five gallon bucket.  They cost $5 at Home Depot.

sales staff:  It has a rope handle.  You can add special lids and inserts.  It’s a Yeti.

me:  IT’S A BUCKET.

the Captain:  We’ll have one by Christmas.

Front Street is a cute collection of very old buildings with the usual tourist stores.

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The clock tower building houses the Rice Museum.  Yeah, like the grain.

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You cannot tell from this picture, but these buildings are very old and very well-preserved.

It also has a river walk that runs parallel to Front Street.

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The river walk is well-maintained and quite pleasant.  Most of the restaurants and stores that abut the river walk have an entrance so that you can come in from the river walk or from Front Street.

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Someone with a great sense of humor had this hanging from their boat docked along the river walk.  I’m not sure what’s better, the peg leg, the sash, or the skeletal parrot.

On the advice of our dockhands, we ate at Thomas Café twice over two days:  breakfast the first day and lunch the second day.  It’s a low-key diner with unbelievably good food at low prices.

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Thomas Cafe is actually packed at this point, but everyone is sitting in the booths.

Everyone that was in there was clearly a local, and did I mention the food? Anyone that’s spent five seconds on this blog knows two things about us:  we walk everywhere, and we love to eat.  Thomas Café was the highlight of our trip to Georgetown.

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The Captain reports that this was the best shrimp and grits he’s ever had in his life.  And it came with a side of fried green tomatoes.  Enough said.

We visited the South Carolina Maritime Museum, which was a lovely collection of ship models, artifacts, and expository signs.  We planned to go to the Rice Museum, but we ended up skipping that this time.  Mostly we walked through town and through the residential areas.

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The neighborhood that we walked through was filled with stately old homes.  And I mean old–like 1800s old.  Some of them were flamboyant like this one, but all of them were gracious and full of period details.

On our last day we called it an early night to prepare for the next day’s offshore journey from Georgetown to Port Royal, SC.

 

Posted in Marinas, NC, Offshore, SC

November 2-4, 2017: New Bern to Morehead City to Southport, NC

On November 2 we left the New Bern Grand Marina bound for Morehead City, NC.  We had to leave the marina at a particular time because the Cunningham Bridge is closed from 0630 to 0830 on weekdays with one courtesy opening at 0730.  So we were ready at 0715, circling in the turning basin to make sure we wouldn’t miss the opening.  The sun was just rising as we cleared the bridge and began our day’s travels.

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Looking through the Cunningham bridge while we waited for the opening.

We motored along the Neuse River, waved hi to Oriental as we went past, and then hopped into the ICW at Adams Creek.  Immediately the traffic began.  Between shrimpers, southbound sailboats and motor boats, sport fishers screaming by, and smaller/skiff fishing boats, it was a busy place.  While we never had any shoaling problems, the traffic was a reminder of why we don’t like the ICW.  Everyone is courteous, but it’s just not our scene.

However, we did see a pod of dolphins near the Core Sound Bridge in the ICW.  That’s the first pod we’ve seen on this trip (all three days of it at that point), so we were thrilled.  I always consider them a good omen.

After a lovely day of traveling in sunny but essentially windless conditions, we stayed at the Morehead City Yacht Basin, which is a new marina for us.  While it’s comfortable to keep going to the same places and knowing what to expect, we try to keep branching out and going to new places for us.  Otherwise we’re not exploring, and that’s the whole point of this life for us right now.

I can’t say enough good things about the Morehead City Yacht Basin.  The dockhands are great, and we were able to tie up along a long facing dock.  The floating docks are in great shape, and the marina is clean and orderly.  There’s Valvtect fuel, the free wifi is smoking fast (like you-can-stream-Netflix fast), the bathrooms/shower rooms are spotless, and there’s one washer and dryer.  There’s a nice lounge that’s open during business hours, and they offer a courtesy car that costs $10 for two hours.  It’s also within close walking distance of restaurants and other interesting things.  We only stayed overnight and didn’t do anything more exciting than shower and use the internet, but I would definitely go back.

We spent the afternoon refueling and preparing the boat for the next day.

New Bern to Morehead City was 7 hours for 38.7 nm.

On November 3 we left the Morehead City Yacht Basin and began an overnight offshore journey to Southport, NC, with an arrival the next day.  We motorsailed with the main sail and occasionally the genoa, but the winds were so light that the main sail was simply acting as a steadying sail.  There was a gentle 1-2 foot swell, and the bright sun kept the temperature comfortable.

We were pretty much all alone, as we were travelling about 15-20 miles offshore.  We would occasionally see sport fishers or the infrequent sailboat, but that was pretty much it.  You don’t hear as many vessels hailing each other in the ocean as you do on the ICW, but one call that we heard made us laugh out loud.  On channel 16, someone called “Winnie the Pooh, Winnie the Pooh, this is <boat name>.  Can I get a copy, Pooh Bear?” I laughed my butt off.

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We weren’t entirely alone in our trip.  I found this little crab hiding under a cushion.  He is the size of my thumbnail.  At first I thought it was a spider and almost had an embolism.

We loved seeing the transition of the water to the deep blue of the ocean.  We ended up taking three-hour watches starting at 1800 hrs, and the off-watch crew slept below in the sea berth we rigged in the salon.  It was soooooo comfortable.

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Would you look at that color? And how about the glassy calm surface.  Yeah, buddy.

We had three notable dolphin sightings, including seeing a pod of at least 100 jumping and thrashing while they rounded up fish and fed.  They formed a huge perimeter around fish in the middle, and then individual dolphins would jump in to get a bite.  Then those dolphins would return to the perimeter and others would go in.  Later in the day, a pod came up and swam next to the boat,  including an adorable little calf.  The Captain was off-watch and napping in the cockpit when that happened, and he’s lucky they were swimming on the other side of the boat, or I would have trampled him to get a better view.  Then finally a few hours later, a pod (including juveniles) came up to the boat, rode our wave, and then moved on.  Seeing dolphins just never gets old.

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More of the never gets old:  sunsets like this.

We had to try hard to slow down on this leg because we were trying to time both leaving Beaufort Inlet and entering the Cape Fear Inlet at slack tide.  The current at the Cape Fear Inlet can be as much as 4 knots, and we didn’t want to be bucking that.  It worked out great, and we kept a steady 4.7 to 5 knot pace with the engine below 2000 rpm.  The moon was almost full and was like a search light all night.  It was also cool seeing the Oak Island Light, which is the lighthouse at the Cape Fear Inlet; seeing (and actively using) a navigational aid like that makes me feel like a part of a nautical tradition that stretches back in time.

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Once the spectacular sunset was over, we got a gorgeous moonrise.

We left Morehead City at 0830 hours and arrived at South Harbour Village Marina in Southport at 0830 hours the next day.   We’ve stayed at South Harbour Village Marina before and liked it, and it did not disappoint this time either.  The dockhands are still super friendly, and the long facing dock for transients makes our life so much easier.  Since we’re leaving tomorrow (November 5) for an offshore overnight trip to Georgetown, SC, the dockhand was nice enough to put us on the end of the dock.  That way we can just peel off without being crowded on both sides by other boats.

Once we arrived, it was time to get ready for tomorrow.  We put diesel in the tank from our jerry jugs and then refilled the jugs.  We also washed the boat; it was covered in salt and bird poop.  (As an aside, the next time a bird poops on this boat, I am going to find the nearest nest and poop in it.  See how YOU like it, you dirty cretins! The world may be your toilet, but NOT my boat.) We also took a much-needed nap and had a nice relaxed dinner of fettucine alfredo and salad.  We’ll definitely be hitting the sack early tonight.

The Morehead City to Southport, NC, leg was 24 hours for 124.1 nm.

Posted in ICW, Marinas, NC, Offshore