It was to be a Waffler's trip for the ages. Bill, Bob, and I back under sail again together for the first time since 2009. We were going to be the scourge of the Seven Seas. We got scourged instead.
From the on set, we noticed that the seas were choppy, however the wind was good, and the weather report indicated that the choppiness would improve. As we made our way further out to navigate around Cape Fear and the Frying Pan Shoals, the weather report deteriorated and things got worse. The wind picked up to 10 knots higher than we were expecting, and the sea got rougher. Everyman on-board succumbed to the dread sea sickness to one degree or another.
To top it all off, there was no moon, making the night pitch black, which added an additional level of difficulty to an already challenging voyage. We rounded the shoals at about 1 AM, and made a decision based on the worsening off shore forecast to enter the Intracoastal Waterway at Georgetown.
We made good enough time to Winyah Bay that we were able to make a good start on the Intracoastal and tie up in McClellansville. We are extremely excited at the prospect of a hot meal and hot showers. Tomorrow we complete the transition to Charleston.
Looking out at the sunset over the Intracoastal, it is hard to imagine that it is such a different picture just a few miles out to sea.
2 comments:
This is much less dramatic than version I heard! Glad you guys made it through a rough night.
Enjoy your eveing together gentlemen. Try to drink more water than gin, ok.
~Ronda
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