Photo dump
10/23/21 We really made it to the low country today! After a beautiful night in the Cyprus swamp that is northern South Carolina, we broke through to big tides, oysters, and mud flats. We were noticing a strange vibration in the post engine at certain rpms. I finally got in to check for anything in the prop. See the photos below to see what I found...Here's some photos to catch you up from the last three days!
This is it. The finest cuisine in the world.
We make a grocery store run in Carolina beach. We had to carry everything almost a mile, back to the dinghy. We brought every ounce of this stuff we could carry.
Highlights from the last couple days:
"Old Smokie". Probably has a brand new, tier IV emissions common rail biodiesel Scania in there.
Motorized tiki hut. "But officer, my only option was to drink and drive!"
Sarah's house. Yeah that's a life size mermaid sculpture.
We've played leap frog with this boat for three days. "Rambling Rose". A nice little ranger tug.
Cyprus swamp goodness. The cellphone camera doesn't do it justice.
Maize enjoying the sunset.
I'm really trying to impress upon you how serene it was. Surprisingly beautiful. Quiet. Still.
Em pumping the oil sucker while drinking a beer. Remember: we were celebrating having passed the halfway point.
Our pals on rambling Rose happened to be in the same anchorage. We would have said hi, but we had maintenance to do.
Its almost hard to believe this is the USA. Such a foreign environment.
I guess if you're on a long range fishing trip into the middle of the Cypress swaps and nature calls, you better be prepared....
This is the "slow pass dance". When a faster boat passes a slower boat, you call them on the radio and ask them for a slow pass. They reduce speed to"clutch ahead" (as slow as they can possibly go, usually 2 kts). You then proceed to pass them at 5 kts or so ( no wake) so they don't get their world rocked. The channel is really narrow in places. A fast pass, with the wake that some of these boats throw, could really be dangerous. This is not legally required, it's just a courtesy. But it restores a little bit of faith in my ability to believe that humanity can be considerate of one another.
Cap'n Emily, maneuvering us off the fuel dock in Georgetown, SC.
Ahhh, the sweet smell of the paper plant. (Gag!)
Charleston harbor!
Finally anchored, I went under to check on the prop.
Looks like it was just a loose anode (zinc) that needed replacing. I replaced them all while I was at it. I had bought spares expecting to do this in Florida at the end of the trip.
Maizey supervised the whole operation.
You can see the old ones (dark colored) and how much had wasted away since they were put on.
A job well done. The water was 75! Getting pretty comfortable!
Maybe I'll get my act together for tomorrow and keep you posted more regularly!
You sure you can eat all that cheese by its expiration date?
ReplyDeleteGreat update, keep em coming, love the hot sauce aisle, DAD.
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