|Looks bigger from out here...|
|My Favorite Bird - Roseate Spoonbills|
We marveled as we moved along at just how dramatically the landscape changes with the outgoing tide. It was like the bathtub was being drained and all the rubber duckies were left stranded in the bubbles on porcelain.
|The docks have dropped their drawers!|
It was an easy day even though we were hand steering most of the way. There were some long straight stretches where we could engage the autopilot, but not too many. The river twists and bends enough to keep it interesting.
Our big event for the day was crossing the St. John's River Inlet. Bruce had memories of it which caused him some concern. The tide was still coming in so we expected to be offset a bit as we negotiated the turn into and across this sometimes busy waterway. We could hear ships announcing their approach to the ICW intersection and we hailed them on the VHF to let them know we were coming through. We just had to hop across and turn into Sister's Creek on the other side where we would find a bridge that opens on demand. That's the best kind... especially when you're dealing with the strong current, which would now soon be whisking us along instead of holding us back.
I'm still not sure how it happened, but suddenly we were across the River and there was the bridge. I never saw the oncoming ship, or even the river for that matter. I must have blinked and it was gone. I guess I had expected it to be wider... I scrambled to hail the bridge tender and he opened it right up for us and one other sailboat to pass through.
|We walked the dock and watched a man catch THIS!|
Sea Soul (for a little while longer) were headed our way and would stop and stay for the night.
Sailing Chance! Cruising is really showing us how small the world can be!
|Beats walking the plank?|
|My victim awaits...|
|Gorgeous full moon... (imagine sound of crickets)|
Clampetts with all of our worldly belongings piled atop our ride...
This Free Dock has a 72 hour limit. During our stay we were visited by the self appointed Official Unofficial Greeter, Browne. He is a CLOD (Cruiser Living On Dirt) with hopes of getting back out there some day... but for now, he visits Cruisers who stop here and helps people get things they need. Town is 15 miles away and he was on his way there. He offered to stop by Home Depot for us to pick up something we needed. What a very nice man he is.
We had a second visitation from the local law enforcement person. He showed up in shorts and a ratty t-shirt and chatted us up for a bit. It wasn't until I asked him if he lived around here that he told us that he was a policeman. Cool JOB! He asked us how long we've been here and when we planned on leaving... and didn't bat an eye when our answer included four nights. That's over the limit. But since he said nothing, we stayed on.
Our final day was spent finishing up the deck and visiting with our new neighbors aboard Country Dancer. Somehow the hours flew by and we had stayed our limit and then some. We prepared to leave this oasis and continue on with an early morning departure.
This is a GREAT place to stop for a while and with a little luck the tides will be in your favor. With every new encounter we are gaining experience and skills that we did not have before. The simplest things become accomplishments and tense anticipation eases with every one. Tomorrow, we continue on along the winding ICW to find even more dramatic tide ranges, and we wonder what ELSE tomorrow will bring...