10/28 Myrtle Beach to Murrels Inlet SC (Waccamaw River)
We had no problem getting out of our slip this AM as the wind
had died completely. While the trip to the Wacca Wache marina
would only be about 30 miles, it would take us about 6 hours due
to bridge opening schedules and would be grueling since the
waterway here is very narrow and much of the route to the
Waccamaw River would be along a rock lined channel making
careful attention to the channel markers a must. It was all hand
steering and no auto-pilot today. The wind piped up later in the
day and combined with the frosty temperatures made us break out
our foulies and mittens! The trip was uneventful except for
about two minutes when the engine just died... we quickly
figured out that we were out of diesel in our starboard tank and
switched over to the port tank and were on our way again. DUH!
We filled up both tanks at the marina and the starboard took
38 gallons which means that I don't really have 45 gallons to
work with in both tanks as a certain amount will sit in the
bottom of the tank below the fuel line intake. Good to know and
plan for. Anyway, with another 90 gallons on board we should be
good for another 350-400 miles before the next fill up. We'll be
400 miles along the way tomorrow with about 500 to go.
Daylight savings is over and sunset and cold fell quickly
this evening.
It's nice to have such a good cook aboard in this cold
weather. Jan keeps the hot apple cider and cuppa soups coming
during the day and then we can always count on a great hot meal
after a long day of driving the boat. Tonight we joined Ray
& Betty & two of their old friends on Casa Blanca for a
dinner of roast pork loin (yummy), hash browns and salad and Jan
made a great cake with custard sauce for dessert. I don't think
I'm losing any weight yet!!
We have a short 25 mile run to Georgetown tomorrow and we
should have plenty of time for some land exploration before a
long push to Charleston on Tuesday. //GB
Today we came down the Wacccamaw River. It was the first day
where we didn't pass another boat. Maybe this cold weather is
keeping people at the docks. I could see my breath this
morning-where is Florida! This part of the waterway was so
desolate-so deserted-like Lewis and Clarke desolation. No birds,
no wild life-just alot of turtles sunning themselves on tree
stumps that we had to watch out for. The cypress trees are
covered with hanging Spanish moss so it feels like the deep
south. Here and there we've seen a confederate flag which also
feels like we're not in Richmond anymore but I keep thinking
that " the Yankees are coming, the Yankees are
coming!" - and that's a good thing. Talked with family and
friends today - still hasn't sunk in yet that we're actually far
away. I did bake my first cake in the oven today. We aren't
camping out - this is our home so I figured I should bake as if
I were still at the house - see the picture I took-apple nutmeg
cake with vanilla custard sauce - it came out great, (much to my
amazement), and now there's no stopping me - Martha Stewart
watch out - you never baked your biscuits aboard Camaraderie! //JB
