Our departure from Charleston was rather rushed. Notwithstanding that there was little wind, when I woke I thought we were dragging our anchor, and quickly. When I looked out the window, I saw the catamaran that used to be behind us slightly ahead and to the side. Not only that, but we were sideways to him and moving fast. I wondered if our anchor rode had been cut.
I dressed quickly, lowered the outboard, started it and raised anchor as quickly as I could. It was only then that I realized that the catamaran we had “drifted past” was not the catamaran that was behind us, but the catamaran that was beside us. The tide was in the process of changing, the wind was light and boats were drifting in all directions at the same time. Our anchor was well planted in the mud.
Again, the channel was narrow and winding. It was also shallow in spots. We saw one channel marker that was high and dry at low tide. I was very glad we were not in a deep draft sailboat as we would have been aground a number of times.
Beaufort turned out to be a very pretty town that is friendly to boaters. We did the evening tour, buying chocolates from the chocolate factory and going to a wine tasting. Some of the older properties are magnificent with huge oaks and other types of trees growing right over the roadway. Some of the artwork is playful. In one of the pictures, you see Beverley posing with her “sister”, the mermaid.
It was sunset before we returned to the boat.
We had planned to spend a few days in Beaufort, but the whole town is closed on Sundays. So we left.
I dressed quickly, lowered the outboard, started it and raised anchor as quickly as I could. It was only then that I realized that the catamaran we had “drifted past” was not the catamaran that was behind us, but the catamaran that was beside us. The tide was in the process of changing, the wind was light and boats were drifting in all directions at the same time. Our anchor was well planted in the mud.
Again, the channel was narrow and winding. It was also shallow in spots. We saw one channel marker that was high and dry at low tide. I was very glad we were not in a deep draft sailboat as we would have been aground a number of times.
Beaufort turned out to be a very pretty town that is friendly to boaters. We did the evening tour, buying chocolates from the chocolate factory and going to a wine tasting. Some of the older properties are magnificent with huge oaks and other types of trees growing right over the roadway. Some of the artwork is playful. In one of the pictures, you see Beverley posing with her “sister”, the mermaid.
It was sunset before we returned to the boat.
We had planned to spend a few days in Beaufort, but the whole town is closed on Sundays. So we left.
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