48 hours...

It was an uneventful but looong haul - about 280 nautical miles from Morehead City, NC to Savannah, GA. Weather is everything.  If it's not the right conditions, it just isn't right to try. The seas were calm enough that we could easily sleep, or just be below. I don't think I'd ever want to do a transatlantic passage---10 days or so.  No thanks!

We did manage to pick up HDTV and internet as we were about 10 miles out.  That meant I got to watch the "dancing with the stars" finale and Luke got to watch "V".

We had only 1 exciting event.  Late in the day we left, Tuesday, we were 26 miles offshore when we spotted 2 dolphins swimming wildly towards the boat.  They were literally jumping completely out of the water in their efforts to reach us.  We lost them as they approached the boat but suddenly realized that they had come over to play in our bow wave.  There were 3 of them, swimming beside and under the bow, breaking the surface, and just simply playing.  Luke got a good video but I can't show it here.  Here is a picture of one of them --- look carefully and you'll see the head of the second one, greenish, just under the surface to the left of the one out of the water.

It rained off and on Tuesday and was cloudy on Wednesday. We were treated to a spectacular sunset on Wednesday as we were off Charleston, promising a starry night, which we indeed had, along with a last quarter moon to brighten things up...

There are some difficulties in trying to maintain a normal life while underway for so long.  One is cooking.  The stove has little arms that "hold" the pots to keep them from sliding off of the stove.  They help, but I have to say, they do lack something. Like a level cooking surface.

Anyway, we arrived safe and sound and tired around 11 this morning, staying again at the private dock of our friends on the Skidaway River.  We are off to Savannah for the next few days.  Landlubbers for a while!