We enjoyed yet another beautiful morning with calm waters, light winds, and sunny skies. We are off early this morning with a long day ahead of us. We enjoyed our time in Brunswick and, interestingly enough, Sherry at the marina was right- the flies did not come into the marina. They stayed a few miles out. I never would have believed it, but it was absolutely true. Know how we know that?
....cause the minute we got out a bit---- they were baaack! No time up top on the flybridge this morning. Bruce has asked me to mention this: if anyone out there has a dozen or so trained/pet bats, please send some our way. These flies would be such a meal!
Here are some of the very exciting (ha!) scenes of Georgia.... but you can see it is a beautiful day.
Maggie says hi.... she likes the pilothouse where there are no bugs.
Though I have no interesting pictures, see above - the view remained the same all day -- there is something definitely worthwhile mentioning. It is called the "Little Mud River". Think about that name for a moment. Mud river... hello?...can you say muddy, shallow, narrow and seriously meandering? We have never imagined so many "S" turns in one place. We definitely learned to LOVE range markers. That beautiful red and white stripe is a godsend when the "road" is so winding. More clues were names like: "Old Teakettle Creek" think about the curves on that one, and "Creighton Narrows". Trust us, when they use names like those, beware!
Another interesting thing today --- you know how (not) fast trawlers go, right? Well, we were feeling oh so good today. We actually PASSED 2 sailboats. It was a proud moment indeed. A few days ago we had to endure more than one butterfly that passes US! That was humiliating.
At the end of a long and very attentive day, we tried to anchor in a place called Wahlberg Creek. It is a lovely place but includes a number of anchoring challenges. It has an enormous 7 foot tidal change, and a reasonably rippin' current which was going to reverse direction twice overnight. Our anchor failed to set just right on the first 2 tries. Those with more anchoring experience might have been better at identifying the right spot but we're new at this. It is only our second time at anchor. We waited until it "felt" right. Thankfully, the third time was the charm. We really felt firm. We could really tell the difference.
Though, this being so "unique", poor Bruce was up 3-4 times overnight just checking in things. We needed to be sure the reversals of current would allow our anchor to stay set. It did, and in the morning we were in exactly the same spot as we settled in the night before. A tiring, but excellent learning experience.
Here is a picture of the lovely sunset we enjoyed at anchor in Wahlberg Creek.