Crabbers to the rescue
11/25/2008, Bull Creek to Minim Creek SC (33 11.509 x -79 16.761)
Pretty uneventful travel day other than sighting some deer a duck blind boat passed us today - it looked like a pile of grass and hay came whizzing by us. The water depths are pretty skinny in this area and I ran aground making a turn to another part of the ICW. Some crab boats passed us by as I was trying to get ungrounded and one turned around and came back to see if we needed help. I said yes - Please! We tossed them a line and they pulled our nose out to the deeper water. I asked what they had in the bushels - they had a couple of bushels of blue crab, then we thanked them and they went on their way. I don't know if people realize what a hard life they have to catch the crabs that they get, and then, I don't think they make all that much doing it either. Whenever the tide is up or down the crabbers are out there checking their crab traps, throwing the small ones back that probably ate all their bait, and resetting them in hopes of catching ones of saleable size. They do this in all sorts of weather too...
Anyhow - thank you for helping us guys - May your bushels be full for the holidays!
11/24/2008, Coquina Harbor (33 51.852 x -78 38.295) to Waccama River/ Bull Creek Anchorage (33 36.664 x –79 06.151) 10 ft depth
Today we maneuvered through the infamous Rock Pile. I kept calling it the "Dog Pile" - don't ask, I don't know why... Wayne kept making fun of me for it. Since I'm a geologist by training, you'd think the name "Rock Pile" would be a no-brainer for me to remember! Since it was close to low tide, then low tide, the ledges were visible and quite intimidating. Rock is not something I care to run into, whether its schist (most people think it's schist here) or hardened limestone, either is not kindly to a boat.
We followed a couple of other sailboats (loosely) for a while. Actually they passed us and got further ahead, but then at the swing bridge (Barefoot Bridge) the bridge tender held everyone up until we got there (he could see us coming) and I felt badly so tried to turn up the speed so they wouldn't have to wait. No need to have worried though because I got up there when the bridge was scheduled to open really Vroom vroom...
Past the bridge (Myrtle Beach way) it began to amaze me... They had docks along the side so you could tie up and go shopping in mega malls, eat in upscale or downscale restaurants, huge condos, yacht clubs and marinas. After passing by them, I had to look them up and found that the docks there were free to use and in season people raft together with 4 across to spend the night and shop and party... flabbergasted me but a very good ploy to get the cruisers to stop and spend their money. Very smart indeed! Had I known ahead we'd have tied up here for the night (hey what woman doesn't like spending money and eating out sometimes). It was interesting to note that the further along this stretch we went, the bigger the houses and condos became. Some had their own golf courses - speaking of which - we passed this one golf course that had an aerial tramway to take golfers across the waterway to the greens - just like ski lifts! I originally saw these ski lifts crossing the waterway and thought "Wow" ski slopes here? It's not that cold yet! But when we got closer I could see it was a golf course... talk about a posh golf course/club LOL
We anchored at 4:03 in Bull Creek (no bull!) in 10-11 ft of water on the inside part of the bend of a meander where it was shallower and the current not as swift. It's a pretty area, wild looking and isolated. Surveyor, a trawler we saw and passed earlier came around the bend, as we were finishing up anchoring, and anchored behind us for the night. I love these quiet anchorages. There's a lot of Spanish moss in this area hanging in the trees (live oak) and we passed by a lot of areas that look like rice grasses today. The Spanish moss looks dead but in reality it isn't. It's an air plant from the pineapple family that lives off the moisture from the air and rain. People used to use it for making rope, gun wadding and bedding for upholstery during the revolutionary war. I don't know that it's used much for anything anymore but it looks dramatic hanging from the trees...
Goodbye NC, Hello SC
Temps in the Mid 50s Winds NE 10 changing to SE 5 later in the day
11/23/2008, Southport NC to Coquina Harbor SC (N35 51.852 x W78 38.295)
Cape Fear has an interesting history from pirates to treacherous shoals where the mighty Atlantic rolls in here with amazing force. It's earned the nickname of the Graveyard of the Atlantic with reason. We faced going through here with some trepidation first because we were heading out at low tide and there were several problem spots along the way that we needed to watch out for - at Lockwood's Folly several boats ahead of us had run aground in shoaling and the intersection of the ICW and Shallotte Inlet the same held true. We also had to make sure to be careful at the bridge construction where it became very shallow. We managed to make it along this stretch with little problem by using extreme caution in the trouble spots but almost lost it at Calabash. I saw a line of sailboats and started following them - they were all headed towards two Towboat US boats near a red beacon and I thought they were following the channel - only they weren't - they were going into a shallow anchorage. I watched my depths change to 8 ft, 6 ft and thought - ohhhhhh ohhhh, then swerved and made my way back into the channel. Close one!
We went through a pontoon bridge today - first one I ever saw - interesting - they move that section for vessels to pass and because it's a pontoon bridge they won't open it at low tide (they can't).
We got in at 5pm - hard to see with the sun setting in our eyes but we made it in just at dark. There's a lighthouse that signals you've reached the marina - pretty cool looking. Maneuvering in was a bit tricky to find our marina though - there's 3 or 4 marinas in here (I made reservations this morning at the Coquina Yacht Club), and they book up quickly too, so I called this morning before leaving to make sure we had a spot. It's an interesting spot - it used to be a coquina quarry (the sedimentary rock that looks like shell fragments) but as they kept quarrying, they went below water level and flooded the mine site, then tried to fill it in with other materials that kept washing out, so finally left it be to become waterfront property/marinas. Sandy was here to meet us with her husband - they've been together 48 years - and manage the Coquina Yacht Club Marina. I really liked her. We chatted with them for a while, then helped 3 other boats come in. We'd heard/saw them back at the pontoon bridge coming up hard behind us but they didn't make it for the bridge opening and had to wait for the next opening at 4pm (it only opens on the hour).
Made Steak and salad for dinner and we had sourdough hardrolls with it. Long hard day (stressful avoiding shallows) but I finished it off with a nice meal... Happy Anniversary Capt'n.
Tomorrow we face the infamous "rock pile". When the Army Corp began this cut, they didn't realize they would be digging through Cretaceous Limestone and marl pits. This limestone varies from 65-144 million years old and formed at the end of the age of dinosaurs and the ledges underwater have been know to damage many boats. It worries me because we'll be transiting this area at low tide so the possibility exists that we may encounter these underwater ledges if we're not careful...