Beaten in Beaufort
04 November 2018
We were up fairly early on Saturday with the goal of leaving Beaufort and working our way down the ICW in preparation to jump off shore at Cape Fear. However, the wind really hadn't abated that much and we still had at least one day to kill before our weather window so we decided to stay put. Turns out it was the smart thing to do, we could hear not stop chatter on the VHF as the marinas emptied and the flock headed south. The only good anchorage along the way has room for about 20 boats and the reports were there were more than 30 at day's end.
After a leisurely day strolling around historic Beaufort and visiting the farmer's market we returned to Dagny to relax. There are always a few things that need doing on the boat but once those were out of the way I could focus on another pass time. That is the art of meeting and chatting with other sailors on the dock and gathering whatever knowledge I can.
After a quiet dinner we decided that it was time for a scrabble rematch. I had Bev on the ropes late in the game and it looked like a possibility of two in a row for me. When out of nowhere I was "oinked" for triple letter, double word and the rest was history. Oh well, at least I'm still batting 500 for now.
We left Beaufort at 6:15 this morning and after an uneventful day of motor sailing arrived at our anchorage by 1 p.m. There's more inclement weather coming so we may sit here a day with new friends that we met in the Dismal Swamp. It's hard to get more then one or two nice days in a row to travel. However, as we travel by the damaged homes from hurricane Florence we realize our issues are trivial.
Today's picture is a floral display in Beaufort.