Depart: John's Island Anchorage near Charleston, SC 9:10
Arrive: Duck Creek Anchorage south of Georgetown, SC 4:20
Distance: 52 nm
The inside temperature of our state room felt chilly this morning though the thermometer next to my bed read 66 degrees. The outside temperature showed to be 64. I did not want to get out of the warm bed but forced myself. I have already added a second blanket for tonight!
To exit the anchorage and get back on the ICW, we passed under a bridge. Both Clark and I stared at it confused by what we saw. Due to an optical illusion the fenders appeared to be well beyond the bridge. Clark tried for a picture to illustrate but did not get there fast enough to capture the full effect.
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| Fenders separate from Bridge?? No, optical illusion! |
As we passed through the bridge, Clark noticed that someone had not been fortunate enough to transit in the past unscathed.
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| Bridge damage from some prior collision |
We entered Elliot's Cut at 9:20. Sadly, we had the current against us. Our forward speed was reduced to less than 6 knots fighting it.
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| Elliot's Cut |
Later, as we passed through Charleston, we saw the three-masted sailboat that we spied on the ocean heading towards Savannah.
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| Three-masted EOS |
The marina in Charleston appeared to be packed with boats of all shapes and sizes. Besides EOS, we saw another big one in port.
As we continued on past Charleston, we saw a lighthouse off in the distance.
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| Lighthouse near Charleston, SC |
As we traveled the ICW, one boat stood out to Clark as something he had not seen at dock before. "What is that thing?", he said as he grabbed the camera.
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| Looks like a miniature version of a cruise ship lifeboat |
Unlike yesterday, when we saw lots of small boats out and about, we saw very little boat traffic today. What we did see was lots of green scenery.
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| What is that lurking in the marshes? |
Some wildlife decided to chase us today. The seagulls were so aggressive, I thought they would come onto the boat and hitch a ride.
The dolphins jumped and frolicked in the waters fore and aft. On occasion one would decide to ride our wake for fun.
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| Dolphin in our wake |
I was relieved when Clark said we would get to our anchorage early today. It felt like a gift for Mother's Day. Although we got to Duck Creek before 4:00, but it was 20 after before we were settled in for the night. The creek was narrow, and much of the width was occupied by crab pots making it difficult to drop anchor and allow swing room.
After a relaxing dinner and early evening, Clark grabbed the camera to get that end-of-the-day shot.
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| Sunset at Duck Creek in SC |
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