Friday, November 21, 2008

November 20, 2008 Day 10 Thursday










Depart:7:00
Log: 13555
Trip:49.15
EH: 2252.3
Arrive: 3:30
Fuel: 23.35 $81.69
Beach House marina, Surf City, NC The day started out quite brick, 30 degrees but sunny and calm. As the day progressed the cabin became toasty warm from the sun, oh how nice!! We're trying to get to St Mary's for Thanksgiving but it doesn't look too good, a day short but that's OK because we may be going to Jekyll Island, Marshall is suppose to join us and our friends Larry and Gale will be meeting up with us tonight and we may sail with them until Jacksonville. I have to call Gina and see if she is joining us this year. Tracy is having Thanksgiving at her house for John's family and Bobby is going to Craig's house. We celebrated before we left so now they can celebrate with other sides of the family and have to run around. We were tying to get to Wrightsville Beach today but had a hold up at Camp LeJeune when they stopped all traffic until 12;00 due to shopping and bombing practice from land and also from war ships. Sounded like a war! As we were leaving a navy ship started calling us, uh oh, I got scared but just as they went by our American Flag fell into the water in front of their boat. Lucky for us, they picked it up and gave it to me, don't know how that fell down..maybe when we hit the tree going thru the Dismal Swamp unlatched it and it took all this time to come undone. Here are some shots of the navy boats, is this what you do nephew Michael?? Go to places like that?? As we sailed by there are tanks and trucks that they use as targets. We decided to stop at Surf City as there are no anchorages or marinas for the next 3 hours and it would be dark soon. the temperature rose to the 60's and when Skipper and I went for a walk on the beach we almost didn't need coats, now that is how it is suppose to be. Did some laundry, walked down the street for a pizza, did more laundry, watched "Men in Black II' (Tracy it is still a good movie). Did more laundry and went to bed. There is a picture here of the boardwalk where the men were talking to me last time, notice how they boarded it up. the beach was loaded with men fishing (catching nothing) but fishing none the less. All in the pursuit of the almighty striped bass.

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