Sunday
night's arrival at Charleston Maritime Center was a late one as we returned
from a Tiger victory over the Florida Gators with a rental carload of Wal-Mart
purchases for the upcoming week's provisioning. Purchases came in a variety of
sizes, shapes and cost, all temporary stowaways aboard SaSea Sally until times
comes for use. Said activities of stowing then unearthing keep my brain working
and my body flexible. Clay often blows remembering off, preferring to do
without; or, more likely, he solicits my help in finding the lost item. Enuf
said! But in all fairness, he doesn't fold as well as I do into small spaces,
of which there are many aboard!
We
had three remaining nights in our week's stay at the Maritime Center. Monday
was spent as a typical Monday, with cycling laundry, returning the rental car,
paying bills, and tackling miscellaneous boat projects. Clay is spending much
time these days prepping for SaSea Sally's thousand-hour check, much of which
will be accomplished in our absence as we return to LAMO for the holidays (yay,
we get to spend both Thanksgiving and Christmas in Missouri this year!)
Cousin
Shap Shapleigh and his fiancee Sue arrived for wine and h'ord before dinner at
Rue de Jean, a favorite restaurant of theirs in the downtown Charleston area. A
big thank you to Clay for pulling up the menu online to have some knowledge of
the restaurant's offerings; we don't eat French cuisine often so are unfamiliar
with preparations.
In our
absence Tuesday morning, a transient boater hit our pulpit (the very front
protrusion of the bow) in his relocation move. This current is swift and can
catch even an experienced boater unaware! No damage done to either boat, but
the hitter provided the hittee (us) with contact info for any eventuality. Clay
and I spent this Tuesday doing a little of this and a little of that. Amazing
how much time can be killed in a day doing a little at a time! A little
reading, a little typing, a little investment research, a little shower (and
even less processing...I don't worry about pretty, just clean and hygienically
up-to-date), a little editing of the follow-up USCG letter, a little late-day
laundry load, etc. We ended the day grilling burgers and asparagus on our
little Magma propane grill, a highly popular gadget we see aboard most Looper
boats.
We
awakened to a chilly, windy, but sunny 56-degree Wednesday, focused on a noon
departure. We had rocked and squeaked and thumped all night, making for
less-than-optimal sleeping conditions, but knowing this is typical for
Charleston harbor. We bid adieu at 12:22 p.m., bound for the South Edisto
River, and anchored at the mouth of Alligator Creek. We ended this day on the
fly bridge with books, beer, and wine in hand for a delightful day's end.
We
had an easy anchor pull Thursday morning and set our sights on Lady's Island
Marina, Beaufort, SC where we anticipated a warm welcome...a homecoming of
sorts. In an overcrowded marina, dockmaster TJ had made room for us! Thanks,
TJ! And further, he'd arranged our slip location near our friends. We looked
forward to visiting our liveaboard friends, swimming laps in the nearby indoor
city pool, biking and walking familiar pathways, and dining at least one night
at the Fillin' Station. Yes, Jules, we do love the comraderie, the scenery from
the dining deck, and the full-meal-deal prices regardless of the unappetizing
appearance of the front door! Both Clay and I have such fond memories of this
marina, as do most all of those who have been here! Drawback (isn't there
always one?)...no-see'ums in plentiful supply!
Another
email to follow shortly of time spent on Lady's Island! We hope this email
finds you happy, healthy and enjoying tapestries of fall colors which are in
short supply in our current location...although we've seen a multitude of
Halloween decorations of late!
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