We finally got away from Velcro Beach last Tuesday. I got back from California Sunday night, we provisioned for the next leg of the trip on Monday, and left on Tuesday. We had two good days, first to Eau Gallie, then to Titusville. Then the weather started to get funky again. (Who knew this trip was going to be all about the weather?!)
On Thursday we went from Titusville to Daytona. It was overcast and drippy most of the day, but a half an hour before we reached the Halifax River Yacht Club we enjoyed the strongest rain storm we have ever been in on the boat. It was raining so hard we couldn't see either shore of the river. We slowed down because we didn't want to try to dock in that kind of rain. Fortunately, we got a short break when we reached the club and were able to get docked without getting drenched. Friday the forecast was for more of the same, so we sat an extra day in Daytona.
Saturday we went from Daytona to St. Augustine. We had actually been planning to go further, but the afternoon rainstorm came just as we were passing through St. Augustine. With the skies all black to the west, we decided that anchoring made more sense than trying to make our original destination. Jim got the anchor down just before the rain started.
Today (Sunday) we went 66 miles from St. Augustine to Cumberland Island, Georgia. Cumberland Island is a national park, only accessible by water. If you don't have your own boat, you take a ferry over from St. Marys, Georgia. There are a few private houses on the island, grandfathered in when the Dept. of the Interior took over. There is also one VERY expensive hotel. This is where John F. Kennedy, Jr. and Caroline Bissette were married.
The island has hiking trails, wild horses, and some of the prettiest beaches in Georgia, with miles of empty, soft, white sand. Sometimes at sundown, when we are anchored here, we see the wild horses come down to the shore. There are also has campgrounds for tent campers who backpack in with everything they need to spend the night. The campgrounds include hanging food storage boxes to keep the local wildlife from enjoying imported human food. Lots of wildlife lives here, including armadillos who are not native to the island. The park rangers actually think that the armadillos swam over from the mainland, well over a mile from here.
Tomorrow we're headed to Brunswick, Georgia, looking forward to Georgia shrimp for dinner. More on shrimp later.
Isn't wireless telecommunication wonderful? I'm posting this from a boat at anchor at an island of the coast.
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