On Thursday, I left to go on a trip to an island up the coast. This is one of those remote coastal islands that is a Heritage Preserve. There are many trails and the beach is a boneyard of trees that have been eroded away.
It has been an interesting voyage thus far. The access to the island is shallow and last night, we had the misfortune to be grounded twice. The first time was on the outgoing tide which basically laid us at a 40 degree heel. Trying to stand and walk was difficult to say the least. After the boat righted on the incoming tide (after about a six hour wait), there was another grounding in a shallow area which I was able to get out of without much problem, not withstanding a lot of angst.
So finally at 4 AM this morning, we were able to anchor and get some much needed rest. After a few hours, I took my old Labrador to shore for a swim and bathroom break. We walked on the beach, and I gathered firewood for a roaring beach fire.
My reader says that I have 164 posts to read. I am beat and just finished up a dinner of snow crab. Maybe tomorrow, I will have more to say and more comments to make. For now, it is time for sleep.
I am also thinking of a friend who just landed in Cairo. She headed there for a two week vacation. With civil unrest, I am hoping she will be safe. What a time to choose to visit. It will be a visit not soon forgotten, I am sure.
Wishing you to be grounded within and not on a grounded boat.