The plan, as all faithful readers know, was to go offshore from Fernandina Beach to St. Simons - of course, that requires some cooperation from the wind gods, who were not in the mood yesterday. Thus, we listened to the chugging of the diesel for all but the last five miles yesterday, when our course put the northeasterly winds on the beam.
Naturally, we sailed right up to the docks (for the style points!), then tied up behind Joe and Pat's Hinckley Bermuda 40. This is a sweet boat to sail, and Joe and Pat practically stole it, at well under half of what they usually sell for - I keep figuring on getting an email one day from Joe asking for bail money! Pat is doing the varnish on it, it looks great now and she's still got four coats to go. Now that is a labour of love...
This afternoon there's a pool party with a band called 'Soul Gravy' - ought to be interesting. Tomorrow morning, we're out of here and offshore to Charleston, about a 24 hour sail. The winds are 10 - 15 out of the southeast, perfect for this run, I'm really looking forward to it.
Doc is quite at home here - in fact, it was a friend of his who brought me here in the first place, and with this visit, Doc and James, who have the same make of boat and knew one another from a group site, have finally met.
Now, time to head for the grocery store and stock up.....cheers everyone, talk to you next from Charleston. Keep those cards and letters and comments pouring in!
