We stayed at Elizabeth City for a second day due to high winds on the Albemarle. The Alligator River Bridge was closed due to wind as well. So, we spend a lazy Sunday with Jim sleeping through some football games and me working on a little knitting. As the afternoon progressed, several boats arrived from the Dismal Swamp but there was no room at the inn and with the howling winds squishing us onto the bulkheads, no one volunteered for rafting. The new arrivals, circled a while and then found other places to stay for the night.
Monday, the wind backed down to 15-20 from the north so we headed out at first light. It was a sloppy crossing and a damp drizzly day but the crossing was uneventful and we arrived at the bridge just as it was opening. Perfect. There was quite a flotilla behind us as everyone took advantage of the "lighter" winds to beat feet across the sound.
We made it to the top of the Pungo Canal by 2:30, but with many miles to the next good anchorage we decided to drop the hook for the night at Tuckahoe Point. Unfortunately this means another muddy trip to shore for Murphy, a.k.a. Swamp Fox. We spent the remainder of the afternoon watching the rest of the fleet jockey for position in the anchorage.