Wednesday, June 30, 1993

Motorsailed to Jacksonville. Actually, we didn't go to Jacksonville; it's about twenty miles up the St. John's River. This is a very wide river. We motored around not far from the entrance, trying to find a marina. Once we dropped anchor, and we should have stayed there, but Roy saw a bunch of masts in the distance and figured it was a marina, so we picked up the anchor and went down there, but it didn't much look like a marina close up, so we wandered around some more. Heard someone on the VHF talking to the Sisters Creek Marina, so we decided to go back there.
The place was a wreck. It had once been a nice marina, but a tornado had clobbered it. The dock is twisted every which way, and one of the buildings is almost completely destroyed. Nevertheless, we tied up there. We wanted to go to a store and get a replacement for the broken Sumlog cable. Also needed eggs, but we found out there isn't a store within miles of this place and no buses to take us to town.
There was a very nice couple on the boat in back of us. They gave us a lot of useful information. Said Fernandina would be a good place to buy things. We gave them most of the bluefish that had been given to us at Port Canaveral, since it was far more than we could eat. They in turn gave us four eggs, which was very nice.