Beaufort to Charleston

We left Beaufort Sunday afternoon and anchored in Ashepoo Creek.  Fortunately the holding is good at this anchorage as the wind and the tide conspired to spin the boat around like a top.  The experience was similar to cooking dinner and eating it on the teacup ride at the far.  Ah, the joys of the cruising life.

Monday was hazy, hot, and humid.  Apparently this is the kind of weather that makes the no-see-ums happy as they tormented us all day.  Clothing decisions were hard as the choices were long sleeves and long pants because of the bugs or swimsuits because of the heat. It was so hot that we ended up in swimsuits and now are covered in bug bites.  We anchored for the night in Wappoo Creek just south of Charleston.  A family of dolphins spent quite a lot of time near the boat in the evening.  We couldn't tell if the baby dolphin was playing when it was rolling around and flapping its tail in the water or if this was the swimming equivalent of being a toddler. 

Tuesday we came into Charleston in time for the 150th anniversary of the attack on Fort Sumter.  We spent the morning doing boat chores.  Bill changed the oil while I did three loads of laundry. In the afternoon we walked around town and had an early dinner.Wednesday we walked around town and played tourist until our feet hurt.  The city is beautiful and there is so much to look at it is hard to stop.

One of the reasons we were tired early was our location on the Mega Dock.  The dock is 1,530 feet long and we are the next to the last boat at the end.  Our friend Doug on KITE has the dubious distinction of being the last boat. 

RONDO is the small boat on the left

The Mega Dock