Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Sunday, July 18, 1993

While Roy was helping me bring up the anchor, we blew into 3 1/2 of water. We thought sure we were stuck, but the bottom was soft mud, so Roy finally managed to pull loose.
I'm beginning to think we'd have been safer going around Cape Hatteras. Parts of the ICW are too narrow and too shallow. A little before two, we were in an extremely narrow channel, only a few feet wide, but we were carefully staying inside the channel. All of a sudden, we went aground in 4 1/2 feet of water. That's really disgusting when you're in a channel that's supposed to be at least 6 feet deep. (That was an editorial "we"; I was at the helm.)
An elderly couple came along in a little sailboat and offered to help us, but their boat was much too small. They went to get their powerboat, but before they got back, Roy kedged us off. Fortunately, the water was fairly deep on our starboard side; it was only shallow to port.
We arrived in Belhaven shortly before dark and anchored behind the wooden breakwater.
Thank goodness, the weather has cooled off. It was around 100 degrees most of the time we were in Morehead City, but now it's in the 80's. Sure a lot more comfortable.

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