Thursday, June 2, 1994 - Beaufort, NC

What a fun day! Finally, we're out from under all pressure. We can relax and enjoy. I'm so glad Roy is finally able to have some fun. He's been working so hard for so long.
We strolled along the waterfront and found a fairly large marina. There was a 92' yacht tied up there--the Diablesse on her way to Australia. What a boat! The winches alone cost thousands of dollars each. But I wouldn't swap the Jofian for her.
After four or five wrong numbers, I finally reached the main Post Office in Charleston. Wanted to find out if our mail had arrived. It hadn't. We asked at the Beaufort Post Office about getting our mail sent up here from Charleston so we don't have to go down there. We're now in the hurricane season, so we want to head north, not south. The postal clerk thought it could be done, but we'd have to make the arrangements through the Charleston Post Office.
Phoned Kathy in the evening. She said she'd mailed the mail yesterday. That's too bad. If she hadn't mailed it, I'd have asked her to hold it.
There is a really terrific maritime museum here. It's completely free, yet it's better than most of the museums that charge admission. We spent a couple of hours wandering around it and didn't begin to see everything. Then we found out they even have a free loan car for boaters to use for two hours at a time! Roy wanted to get a panel volt/ammeter for monitoring the new windvane, so we borrowed the car and went to Radio Shack in Morehead City. To our surprise, they didn't have one. The clerk suggested Outer Banks Marine Supply in Atlantic Beach. We were right next to Shoney's, so we ate lunch, and then drove to Atlantic Beach. The clerk at Outer Banks didn't even understand what Roy was talking about. We stopped at a dive shop on the way back, but they didn't have one either. They suggested Napa Auto Parts. It was time to take the car back, so we'll try there tomorrow.
After returning the car, we got our good old Royaks out for the first time in many, many months and went paddling. Paddled over to a deserted island and walked around. Saw a herd of wild horses. Roy walked over to them, but I walked to the other side of the island. The water was remarkably warm, but we didn't swim; we didn't want to be out of sight of the Royaks for too long. When we got back to the Royaks, Roy paddled to an anchored boat and talked with the people on it. I paddled along the edge of the island until I found a passage through to the other side. Explored it and then returned to the boat. Roy had gotten back moments before I did.