Starting North

 

After an enjoyable dinner with Cindy’s grade school friend Jim Stocker and his wife Annette in Fernandina, we began our journey north first anchoring overnight near Cumberland Island.

Did not see any of the wild horses but had a beautiful spot from which to call in for a Traverse Symphony Board meeting.


Then it was a day of rough weather motoring back to St Simon Island, a repeat dinner at Coastal Kitchen, tune up on the alternator belt by Brunswick since that unit wasn’t properly charging, then off to two nights of anchoring on our way to Savannah in order to hit the very shoal prone and shallow areas of Mud River and Hell’s Gate.

 Along the way some beautiful marsh scenery
 and sunsets, amazing weather, and even an idyllic island, and some quality kitty time at sunset.

 Now back at Thunderbolt Marina in Savannah awaiting the arrival of marine technicians as we completely ran battery power to nothing the second night meaning the alternator is still not functioning. Plus our directional magenta line on the brand new navatronics disappeared right at Sapalo Sound (where we ran aground 3 months ago) and doesn’t pick up again until north of Charleston; so we now feel that is our version of the Bermuda Triangle, and the autohelm is functioning intermittently as well.