As we were getting ready to leave this morning I took the beautiful sunrise picture above. We left the marina to get to a drawbridge three miles away for its 8am opening. We rounded the first corner and motored into dense fog that lasted four hours. We were last in a line of 3 sailboats and we all used our chartplotter gps map and our radar to navigate. As the last boat, we frequently could only see the middle boat, and the front boat, a grey hulled boat from Maine who was used to traveling in fog, would fade in and out depending on how thick the fog was. About noon the fog finally blew away and we emerged into bright sunshine. By the time we anchored it was 81 degrees & humid, although there is a pleasant breeze blowing. The Captain.
We are anchored in a creek somewhere in the middle of practically uninhabited land. There are two house lights in the distance and a few channel markers blinking on and off but otherwise, nothing but a dark star filled night. It's been years since I've seen so many stars. It's so dark that I can hear fish jumping but I can't see any of them. Maybe they are dolphins or alligators. I think I'll go out with a flashlight and see if I can figure it out. The Admiral