Define “good”. For me, the fact that the word motor-sail follows the word good, tells it all. Any offshore hop, especially an overnight, with winds too low to sail, but enough to motor-sail, lands on my top five list. Russ would have preferred to sail, but the forecast of SE 10-15 faithfully predicted for days, crapped out to SE 5-10 forcing (aw darn) us to motor-sail the entire 163nm. We did this motor-sail using one engine plus saving 50nm versus traveling inside on the ICW. Both got enough sleep to last us through the day once we arrived at the Charleston Maritime Center 10:30 on Wed.
An even better “good”, was an event we didn’t expect to witness. No sorry, not a whale sighting, although the Coast Guard announces the “right whale” warning with an aggravating frequency, but a whale of a submarine! The one we’d heard of on Monday, apparently had gone out and now was returning as we motored out Cumberland Sound/St Mary’s channel into the Atlantic. What a splendid and unique sight. Vessels are required to keep 500 yds away so we made sure to be outside the channel.
During the night we passed by Tybee Roads, the entrance into the Savannah River. I slept through the fun Russ had altering course a few times for the cargo ships coming and going. AIS is the best thing since sails, for a boat. When that green triangle pops up, sometimes as far as 10 miles away, you can keep your eye on the ship. Touching the symbol brings up information about the vessel, such as name, speed, heading, time to nearest approach and destination. If you really want to keep track of it because your paths might cross, you can select “activate” which enlarges the triangle and displays speed and name. After that nonsense, I took the helm while Russ caught some zzzzzs.
Every time we make an overnight jump offshore, a feathered visitor stops by. The photo on the right was taken through the Strataglass, so kinda hazy.
We also spied a snoozing sea turtle who quickly awoke and dove below the surface. Dolphins of course and Northern Gannets.
Morning dawned peaceful with a lovely sunrise and about the calmest waters I’ve seen offshore. Entering Charleston harbor was easy, with only a couple of cargo ships to admire.