With the flip of a switch, or in this case the pull of the plug, we are off shore power and on the water to set up for our next move south. The waters this morning on the ICW are choppy and the breeze she is a blowing. The captain has the stabilizers engaged as we exit the Georgetown Harbor in search of our next anchoring spot.
Our plan is to stay in an anchorage close to Charleston Harbor and then enter the harbor around noon and exit out the Charleston Inlet into the open waters of the Atlantic. We intend to get to Saint Augustine, Florida, but we will see what the weather brings.
Along the ICW we see a barge with a familiar name to us. I hope our Miss Ellie (Elinor) is as strong a vessel as this one.
This area is pretty desolate with little cell phone coverage and rarely any sign of civilization. We see what appears to be a campsite along with water with several families camping in anything from a pup tent to an RV. To our amazement there is a house in the middle of nowheresville. I fail to understand wanting to live in such an area but I rationalize the thought with my fictional account of their lives. Obviously his/her job is so stressful that when they want to be “off the grid”…..they truly are!
And just like that….snap…..we are anchoring at Whiteside Creek for the night and enjoying a good evening before we shove off to do an overnight run on the “outside”. Next stop (we hope) Saint Augustine or further if the weather window allows.
Happy Thanksgiving to all if by chance we don’t get the opportunity to say it later.