Georgia on my mind. November 18, 2012

We ended up staying at Beaufort for two nights. The weather was cold and rainy, so staying tied to the dock was appealing. It also gave us another chance to walk around this lovely city, which is one of our favorites so far.

Because we needed to leave at slack tide, we did not get our usual early start and left the dock at about 11:00 am.




Soon after leaving Beaufort we passed the Marine Training Base at Paris Island. According to the water tower, this is where they make marines.




We passed Hilton Head and the famous red and white lighthouse and then stopped for the night at an anchorage in Bull Creek.




After a cold day on the water, it was nice to get the anchor down, close the boat up, and enjoy a hot dinner of spaghetti with clam sauce and rolls. On cold nights and mornings we look for things we can bake in the oven as it does a good job of warming the cabin. We have been eating a lot of rolls and muffins lately.

We decided that because we spent two nights in Beaufort and had a short day to Bull Creek, we had better pick up the pace. We hauled anchor at 6:30 the next morning and knocked off about 65 miles before anchoring in in the Wahoo River just before dark.

Much of the last week or so the ICW has taken us through huge salt marshes. The path we follow is never in a straight lines and it seems to take us through all of the points of the compass, even north!




The scenery is interesting and varied. We came around a corner and saw this encampment. We don't even want to think about what was going on here.








Within just a few miles we passed these two houses.

As we were dropping the anchor at the Wahoo Rive, the sun popped out for the first time in several days and lit up the surroundings.












Soon the sun was down and were toasting our arrival in Georgia with Buffalo Bob T's Manhattans.

Today it was up and going at 6:30 am again, but instead of pushing on to Jekyll Island, we detoured away from the ICW and went down the Frederica River and stopped in front of Fort Frederica on Saint Simons Island.




On our way down the river we saw this lone palm tree in the marsh.

The fort was established by the British in 1736 as a defense against the Spanish.



We walked around the ruins of the Fort Frederica and enjoyed an afternoon off the boat in the sunshine.

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Location:Frederica River, Georgia