|Our dock at St Marys. Most always we are the smallest boat!|
In St. Mary's, little shops and restaurants cater to the Cumberland Island tourists as well as the town residents, making this a busy little town. We biked around the quaint town, and went in the large, old cemetery at one end of town. We saw markers from the early 1800s including a small section of Acadians, some of whom settled in this area after being driven out of Canada by the British. We will definitely return to St. Mary’s someday.
|Molly bicycling by the former Jekyll Island Club.|
|Graveyard Beach. Not as isolated as the |
Boneyard on Blackbeard so Molly tried
to make it as unique with her dance.
One of the prettiest parts of the ride was through a marsh filled with beautiful birds.
There was a heavy fog on the water the next morning, so we waited until it lifted. Shortly after setting out, we entered a thick bank and had almost no visibility for about 2 hours. We motored slowly, turned on our radar and hit the horn at regular intervals. The unnerving part for me was having to cross a big ship channel. Being in the fog in a boat is a strange experience, but we have had many foggy sails in Maine, so we
knew what to do. In time, the fog lifted to a gorgeous and
mostly wind free day. We wanted to head
back to Blackbeard Island that we had so loved on the way down.
|Finally the fog began to lift.|
|Cabretta Inlet at low tide.|
I wasn’t thrilled as what turned out to be a bushwhack that featured cactus, tall marsh grass and some mud. Without saying this to Bill, I was thinking that we might be invading the privacy of some hibernating alligators.
|Walking the sand roads on Sapelo Island.|
|Former slave cabin at the Chocolate Mansion. The building|
was made of tabby, a common 17th century building material
made of shells and limestone.
|Main fireplace of the plantation house.|
|Indian midden known as the shell ring.|
|Irrigation canal that served the Chocolate Mansion plantation.|
We got back to the boat late, and were challenged to make it north through the Creek back to the Intercoastal Waterway as the tide was going out. We anchored 25 miles north in Redbird Creek, observing both a beautiful sunset and sunrise before going on to Hilton Head, where our boat will spend the winter.
|Our boat in now "on the hard" at the|
Hilton Head Boathouse.
We learned that one can live reasonably comfortably in 125 square feet, privacy is overrated and you won’t starve if you have enough rice, oatmeal, potatoes, cabbage and peanut butter aboard. This adventure will be hard to top, although we are working on other ideas, and we are so thankful to have had this opportunity. Thank you all for following our journey.