On the left - trees along Pine Cut.
On the right - the bridge opens to let us through. We are finally out of the "Rock Pile" portion of Pine Cut where boats frequently go aground on hidden rocks if they wander out of the charted channel.
The Maccamaw River It's kind of funny in an irritating way. We start out the day traveling through a land cut lined with green and patches of colour and then we're into the Maccamaw River with trees growing out of the water and dense forests beyond the winding river. It's cool but clear and the water is sparkling in the sun.
Along Thoroughfare Creek
Since we've decided it would be best to arrive at Georgetown early in the day to find a spot to anchor, we've planned to travel today until early afternoon, anchor in one of picturesque creeks along the Maccamaw River and then make the short run to Georgetown tomorrow. Bob chose an anchorage on the Thoroughfare Creek. Skipper Bob (not to be confused with Captain Bob) tells us to turn into the creek at G74 (a green navigation aid signaling shallow water). We find the creek and carefully move up and around one bend and then another. It's lovely - colourful foliage, yellow reeds, green pines. Finally the "yellow orange" bank described by Skipper Bob appears. There is another sailboat already anchored, a small speedboat up drawn up on the sand bluff and a couple of people in bathing suits lying in the sun.
The scene when arrive at the anchorage in Thoroughfare Creek.
We choose our spot and drop the anchor. Bob is concerned that we have disturbed the other people here - "It was quiet until we came," he says - because there has been some shouting (me) as our headsets aren't working properly (the ones we use when anchoring). Bob is lowering the anchor. I am at the wheel and I haven't been following instructions properly. "Can you hear me?" he asks angrily. "No," I yell. Eventually we sort things out, so to speak, adjust the headsets and finally, the anchor is in place.
We turn off the motor waiting expectantly for delicious silence to follow. What's that ? Music? A boom box? - well maybe some kind of newer technology but there's a boom boom thud coming from the area of the sand dune - and we hear the melody of ---- what is it? ---- "YMCA" - and then when Bob is up at the bow making a last check of the anchor, a voice bids him "Good Day!" - it's a tour boat sliding by!
Well so much for the illusion of being lulled by the beauty and peaceful sounds of nature.
P.S. The engine has started every time since yesterday morning. Fingers crossed.
Sunset at Thoroughfare Creek
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