We leave our beloved Sailcraft home this morning – all smiles. We LOVED Oriental and the awesome friends we made at Sailcraft, but it’s time to get the adventure started!
Leaving Whittaker Creek for the last time.
After about four hours of motoring down the Intracoastal Waterway, we made it to a drawbridge (bascule bridge). We weren’t sure what all of these fishing boats were doing all crowded into this little section. When we got close to one, I asked and they answered, this is “the spot”. Apparently for a month’s time every year, this place is the place to be to catch fish. While he was talking to me, the guy pulled up TWO fish (he had two hooks on his line)!
Passing through the bascule bridge.
Stephane maneuvered us safely through “the spot” and the bascule bridge.
This little tug pushing the barge was named “WAHOO”.
Lots of boats anchored/moored on Taylor Creek in front of Beaufort. On one side of the water is Beaufort and the other is Carrot Island where WILD horses run free! Here is a picture of a wild horse and a wild boat! Complete with pirate flag.
If sailboats could talk. I’ll bet this one’s been there done that.
We find a spot in between two boats that looks pretty decent and drop anchors (we set two because the current in this particular area is super strong and shifts 180 degrees with the tide). On our first try we are able to anchor – success! On the left is Beaufort, right Carrot Island.
We hear the current ripping by us and are hoping we don’t drag anchor. Anchor alarm is set…good night!
The Grizz (Winnebago View - active duty)
1,800 miles and counting
The Hungry hippo (Popup camper - retired)
1,200 miles
The Gruffalo (Tow behind camper - retired):
12,000 miles and counting
The Baby Bison (Tow behind toy hauler - retired):
7000+ miles
Maine > New Mexico + adventures in between
The Great White Buffalo (5th wheel camper - retired):
3,000 miles
Free Range (Slocum 37 sailboat - resting; getting overhauled in Nova Scotia):
Traveled 2,400 nautical miles from Oriental, NC > Antigua (end of the road).
Hooray! And Cheers!! (The prosecco was a nice touch, My Dears!)
Your journey has begun. How wonderful!
I can hear the quiet lapping of the water against the hull.