Well, aside from the one moment when we almost ran aground at high tide while waiting for the Wappoo bridge to open. Our trip from Charleston to Beaufort could not have gone better. 4 Comments A successful sail down the ICW to Beaufort, SC. Posted on NovemNovemby Kimberly Tagged beaufort, Beta, sailing. Next up: Son of Big Red gets welcomed into his new home, Pegu Club. And once Big Red saw that we were within spitting distance of our final destination, he gave up the ghost. He lasted long enough so that Jeff didn’t have to raise the chain and anchor by hand. He lasted long enough to get us out of the marina in Charleston without colliding with any boats. It was a hectic minute or two, but Jeff leaped into the dinghy, started the outboard, and we limped into the face dock without any trouble.īig Red had clearly given us all he had. We quickly scrambled to move the dinghy from the stern to the port side while I tried to eek out any forward movement with the jib. Then there was a squeaking sound and it stopped running. We started the engine and within a minute it started sounding even worse than it had been. We had very light wind and a current against us. The dinghy was side-tied on the wrong side of the boat for the face dock, so we were going to start the engine a few minutes away and move the dinghy so we could tow it behind us. As we approached Isle of Hope Marina, where we were thankfully going to be on a face dock, we discussed our strategy. We’ve primarily used it to raise and lower the anchor, and then once to get in and out of the marina at Charleston. I don’t think the 2.3 Honda four-stroke could have pulled it off.Įver since Georgetown we have been using the engine for only a few minutes a day. Of course with only 4 hp, we were occasionally making 2 knots against the current, but at least we were moving. With the dinghy side-tied, the two-stroke Yamaha did a great job of pushing us along. It was cold, rainy, and raw, and there was no wind. The different color gradations in his feathers was very cool to see up close.Īll good things must come to an end, however, which it did on our last travel day. He flew down, landed right by us, and hung around for awhile. I think people must feed this pelican at the Bull Creek anchorage. But on departure day we had good wind for an easy sail to our anchorage at Bull Creek. All week in Beaufort there either hadn’t been wind or it was in the wrong direction. Once again, the weather gods were smiling on us. There’s a Publix only a 15 minute walk away from the dinghy dock where we once again were able to buy the fixings for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner:Īnd proof that Beaufort just keeps getting better and better, there’s a Waffle House just down the street from the Publix! Yes! One chocolate chip waffle and hash browns scattered, smothered, diced, and capped please!įinally it was time to reluctantly leave and head towards Isle of Hope to get the engine replaced. This was our second Thanksgiving in a row in Beaufort. It seems like whenever we’re in Beaufort, we always see a few classic cars parked downtown: Sweet! Mmmmmm! It just doesn’t get any better than this. All I know is that we’ve had one every time we’ve stopped here since we started cruising back in 2018. We were trying to remember how we learned about it and decided it must have been somewhere on the internet. It’s not a stop in Beaufort without getting tomato pie from Low Country Produce. SV Infinity has named it a “Peguterie board.” Our classic charcuterie board to celebrate arriving in Beaufort. We hit all of our favorite spots, took care of a few small boat projects, and soaked up the energy of being in our favorite place. We spent a relaxing, wonderful eight nights in Beaufort before setting sail again for Isle of Hope.
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