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Trip's Log
Date: Oct 31 to Nov 20
Total Distance: 983 nms
Destination: Deltaville, Md; Atlantic Yacht Basin, Va; Deep
Creek, Cedar Creek, Mile Hammock Bay, Dutchman Creek, NC; BullCreek,
Swinton Creek, Beaufort, Cattle Pan Creek, Jackson Creek, SC; St Augustine,
Melbourne, FL
Route: Chesapeake Bay, ICW, Pamlico Sound, Albermarle Sound,
Sapelo Sound
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Oct 31 We bid Solomons Island
goodbye on Halloween. It
was a gorgeous Indian summer day, temperatures in the 50s, then
rising to mid 60s, real calm seas, light wind with waves of 1
foot. We got to Deltaville at 14:30 and anchored there for
the long night ahead. We realized that in order to get a
good anchorage (and this was quite a lovely one), you have to
beat the sail boaters to it by getting there early. They are
usually anchored by 14:00! We broke the record by going to bed
before 20:00!
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Sunrise
at Solomons
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Thimble
Shoal Lighthouse(?)
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Nov 1 Another beautiful day for
cruising except that the fog rolled in about 8:30. We got our
portable fog horn ready, listened intensely to the radio all the
while inching along painfully at 6 knots. This went on for 4
long arduous hours, landing us at Thimble Shoals/Hampton Roads
around noon. We knew how busy this harbor gets with
container ships, war ships, submarines, ferries, etc. Visibility
was barely 50 yards away, so we were going to wait for the fog
to lift before continuing. Miraculously, the sun burned through
and the fog cleared as we approached the entrance to the
harbor! Gradually, boats and markers unveiled before our
eyes. What a lovely sight! Then activities started to pick
up.
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Powerboats, fishing boats, sailboats,
tugboats all seemed to speed up and about a dozen boats found
themselves (us included) waiting for a bridge opening, one after
another. There were a total of 3 bridges before the Dismal
Swamp Canal, where we had intended to go. Our plan was to
anchor before the locks at Deep Creek since we were too late for
the 15:30 opening. As we turned into the Dismal Swamp
Canal, we got stuck on 2-3 feet of water. Our port (left)
side propeller caught on something. Plans change as
quickly as they were made. We turned around and headed
back to Atlantic Yacht Basin, where we had stayed for 2 1/2
months previously, to have them take a look at it.
Also, this is the other route, going
through Great Bridge locks, to the Intra-Coastal Waterway (ICW).
However, we have yet to go through another bridge (Steel Bridge)
and were told that it would not open until 18:00! Here, we
had just missed the 16:00 opening. What to do? We dropped the
anchor and waited... Luck
seemed to be with us again. A Boat US towboat towing a
sailboat appeared. Over the radio, we heard that the bridge
operator was going to let them through. We quickly raised
our anchor and limped along with them. After the locks, we
tied up to the free docks after the locks and stayed there for
the night.
Nov 2 We caught the first
bridge opening at 7am and went into AYB. This place is a
zoo with the snowbirds migrating South and some awaiting the
direction of Hurricane Michelle, currently hovering around Cuba.
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Nov 3 Our boat was hauled
out. The propeller had caught a crab pot, but not damaged,
thank goodness. However, the crab pot did scratch away
some gelcoat on the hull of the boat. So, it looks like we
will be here for a few more days, as we will get the boat bottom
painted as well, which we had intended to do when we get to
Florida. So much for planning... However, not all is bad.
Here, we met Ron and Jean, a real nice couple from Michigan who
had been living aboard for a few years, and are now selling
their boat to move back to land for a while. We had some
interesting discussions touching on all kinds of topics. Also,
we installed a navigation software (Captain Voyager), and with
Ron's help, got it linked to the autopilot and the GPS.
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Caught
a crabpot
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Nov 7 Back on the water. We left early the
next morning, stopping for fuel at Coinjock ($1/gal). We took advantage of the nice weather and ran past
Albermarle Sound into Alligator River to anchor at Deep Creek
(SM 112). Nov 9 Took off at first light. Temperature this
morning was a little nippy at 50 degrees. Half hour down
Alligator River, we met a barge head on. It gets tricky navigating
the narrow river and passing some sailboats, 4 of them in a row,
mind you. While on this river, we tested Mai Thai's engines by
running on different rpms, and dutifully recording the speed.
When we got to the Pungo River, we kicked up the throttle and
flew (compared to the sailboats) at 14 knots. After passing
Bellhaven ( the markers change over here, red will now be on
your left), we almost ran aground in 4' of water into a bunch of
crab pots. Thanks to the Eileen, we got back on course (No,
she's not the kind of boater who's just making sandwiches). We
went in to Oriental around 13:30. Eight boats were already
anchored there, so we wandered under a bridge, but decided it
was too shallow - about 3.5 to 4' of water and again lots of
crab pots. Having caught one recently, these things really
bother us. We left. Ten nautical miles away, we dropped the hook
at a secluded cove called Cedar Creek (SM 187), close to land,
and with 2 boats moored in front of some nice homes. Later in
the evening, 2 more sailboats anchored out near the markers.
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Nov 10
We awoke to a cold morning (around 38 degrees F) with such heavy
mist that you could barely see land. The surrounding boats went in and
out of our view as the sun tried to fiercely burn off the fog.
Thinking it will clear soon, we raised our anchor when in a
matter of seconds, we could see nothing except for the contour
of the boat moored closest to us. All of a sudden, it became
maddeningly silent. It felt almost mysterious, and everything
came to a halt. The sound of a dog barking broke the silence.
Then birds started squeaking,
and we heard a faint sound of a car passing by. The 2 sailboats near the markers sounded their
foghorn every few minutes. |

Fog
at Cedar Creek anchorage
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When it finally cleared up
about a half hour later,
we left and fueled up at nearby Jarrett Bay, NC (even cheaper than Coinjock at
.94/gal). For the night, we anchored at Mile Hammock Bay
near Camp LeJeune with 14 other boats, and about half of them
Canadian. We were the only oddball powerboat there. The holding ground
was said to be "notoriously poor" , and with a 10-15
knots wind from the SW, we did not encounter any problems,
fortunately. At night, the sky was lit with stars, and they were so low you could almost reach out
and grab them.
Nov 11-13 A parade of sailboats started to
leave around 07:00. We followed suit, being the fourth in line.
Half hour into our passage, boats in front of us started to turn
around. What's going on, we wondered? Ay yay yay, the captain of the first boat had led us
down the wrong path! It created one big mess as there were seven
boats behind us as well. As we turned around, playful dolphins
jumped up and about, creating more confusion as we all slowed
down to watch while trying avoid a collision. The next
several days found us anchoring at Dutchman Creek (SM 310), BullCreek, SC (SM
381.5), and Swinton Creek (SM 460). Nov 14-16 After six days of anchoring, we finally checked
into Downtown Marina, Beaufort, SC
to fuel up and to provision. We were looking to venture out to
the Atlantic side to make time, but weather did not permit it.
Hurricane Michelle was blowing in Southern Florida, and 10 to 20 foot seas
were forecasted. We'll stay in the ICW, thank you very much. The
next several days, we anchored at Cattle Pan Creek (SM 625), Jackson
Creek (SM 707). We were now in Georgia. Sapelo Sound was quite
rough, but the sun came out after being in hibernation for 2 days. We
fueled up at Jekyll Harbor Marina. Quite a current going through
there.
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Teddy
and Eldora of Zebulun

Thanksgiving
at Seabreeze, Vero Beach
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Nov 17-19 We
have now entered Florida waters and our first anchorage was at St
Augustine. It was a sunny 70 degrees, blustery wind and
strong currents, and there were tons of boats anchored
here. The next morning found temperatures of 57 degrees,
but by noon, the mercury had already climbed to 90! Florida IS the
sunshine state. After passing the Matanza Inlet, we
saw several sailboats anchored near a bridge. And wouldn't you
believe it - there was Zebulun
(the 47' Catalina we sailed on back in October)
waiting for the tide to go down so
as to clear
their 65' vertical clearance. We hooked up with them, and
got together for cocktails. The next day, we cruised together,
and anchored one more night near Melbourne. Zebulun
invited us and other landlubber friends for a delicious boiled
dinner on their boat. We won't go into details about the
heated discussion we had about religion, especially after the few
cocktails we all had ...
Nov 20 Zebulun and we parted ways at Vero Beach Municipal Marina.
We made it to Seabreeze, where Peggy's side of the family prepared a yummy southern
Thanksgiving dinner for the holiday. Don and Terry of Mine all Mine were
in the vicinity, and the Hanshus invited them over for
Thanksgiving dinner as well.
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