Our first sailing cruise from Florida, to the coast of Maine, and all that happens on the way.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
The day began with bands of rain and winds about 15 knots. Good new was we were still tied to the dock. Glad for that one.. The lingering effect of the storm was the possiablilty of off and on rains all day.. Shall we stay at this dock or try to get to the old part of Savannah.. With not much to see and do, and a guick check of the weather, it was decided we would leave, but not without a morning run in the gulf course. Bella with her crew in tow, chasted pine cones in a light drissel and walked around the course. I had never seen a ball washer before, never new they really excited. Once backin the ICW the winds picked up a little to about 16 -20 mph with gusts of 26-30 miles , somewhat rough but still we percivered. We were warned about the large boat traffic on the Savannah River and just as we were getting to it we saw our first large vessel. We were lucky enough not to incounter any while making our way up the river, but once we were docked they were every half hour. Had no idea this was such a large shipping port. While in the ship channel as we were passing by a fort , all of a sudden we heard a large bang.. BOOM....I about jumped out of my skin..We looked to th fort and they were having a demostration of the firing of the cannon's. Of course it MEMORIAL DAY , you dummy's..So we held up are arms in surrender to let them know we give up ... Don't shot one of those cannon balls are way...PLEASE... Next we passed the docks where they deliver oil, huge...I know we could never tie up there, I don't think our lines are long enough..We arrived at the city dock, where you can dock for free.. That's our kind of place...We are right on the river front, lots of people walking around. So Carl and I quickly put everthing back together, so we would look good..
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