After a week’s hiatus away from the boat, I return, albeit with a heavy heart after saying goodbye for the last time to my wonderful mother-in-law.
The cold weather of the northeast doesn’t miss South Carolina. It’s in the 30s as I shove off in the morning. The deck has a cover of ice. Yet it’s a bright, sunny, mostly no-wind kind of day, so it’s still fun to be on the water.
The fun doesn’t last long as I remember all the twists and turns in the rivers and inlets of this section of the ICW. Then there’s the strong tide. At times, I’m powering only at 3.9 knots – a tough slog to head just a few miles southward.
After nine hours of motoring, I arrive just outside of Beaufort (that’s bew-ferd, not bow-ferd) and anchor in Factory Creek, next to Lady’s Island. The dockmaster from Lady’s Island Marina (a fine place where we stayed on our 2011 voyage) motored out to welcome me and invite me to “pork chop” night at the eatery next door. I’m grateful, but as a vegetarian, I declined.