5/14/2025 Auto Helm

“I’m not going to hand-steer six thousand miles,” Pete said five years ago. Meaning, he wanted autohelm. The installation required him to snake NEMA 2000 cables from rudders to bridge via small holes through inaccessible bulkheads. A lot of sailor mouth was involved. However, now Irish Hurricane can auto-steer a heading or course to makeContinue reading “5/14/2025 Auto Helm”

5/13/2025 Current Reverses

The first half of today’s 45-mile transit was in the Waccamaw River a few miles west of and parallel to the coast between Georgetown and Myrtle Beach. The second part of the trip was in a dredged channel heading northeast toward South Carolina’s Grand Strand. Five miles south of where the dredged channel and WaccamawContinue reading “5/13/2025 Current Reverses”

5/12/2025 Somewhere Out There

Today Katie ran, off the leash, after her ball, in a park big enough to satisfy her need for speed. She hasn’t gotten to do this for weeks. She reminds us of this fact by sitting on the boat and staring into the distance — the far distance — where, she’d like us to know,Continue reading “5/12/2025 Somewhere Out There”

5/11/2025 Reading the Water

”Chance is underway. So are Sweet Melissa and Panther,” Pete informed me a few minutes after 0800. I was dragging my feet. Storms in the night brought Katie to the Vee berth where Pete racked while I starfished my way across his side of our bed. Heavy thunderstorms were predicted throughout the day along theContinue reading “5/11/2025 Reading the Water”

5/9/2025 Planning

Today, we planned to move thirty miles, from Hilton Head to Beaufort, South Carolina. Then, we planned to stay in Hilton Head, then decided to run 50 miles north to a favorite anchorage behind Edisto Island. Unless it was okay and we thought we could reach Charleston. Today’s plan changes revolved around weather. There’s aContinue reading “5/9/2025 Planning”

5/6/2025 Charnal Rose

The Bonaventure Cemetery is a mile away from the marina. It’s on the National Register of Historic Places and worth a visit for its natural beauty- oaks and river bluffs; its statuary – angels, a 6-year-old Victorian girl named Gracie, and the Bird Girl made famous by John Berendt’s novel of Low Country voodoo andContinue reading “5/6/2025 Charnal Rose”

5/5/2025 Thunderbolt

Short day today: 32 miles from Kilkenny Marina & Fish Camp to Bahia Blue Marina in Thunderbolt, Georgia. I drove while we moored and unmoored; some while we were in the ICW; and the fun part, going up on plane – 2500 rpm, 19 mph – as we turned into the Ogeechee River. It’s wideContinue reading “5/5/2025 Thunderbolt”