After a day with my girlfriends and shopping I had bought a set of flannel sheets for the bed that I had put on the bed before we retired for the night, it was all Carl and I could do to get out of it in the morning. Okay so the vodka we drank had nothing to do with it, but still the bed was so toasty warm we didn't want to leave it. When we did finally get up it was a beautiful day out, sun shinning and in the 70's, so we turned back the clock and got Windward Spirit ready to depart. We chose to stay inside since there was a call for thunderstorms later and we didn't want to get caught on the outside in that. Still it was a large body of water and the wind was blowing pretty good on the ICW. Being Saturday I was talking on the phone, when Carl called me topside , as I peak my head up here comes a Marine Patrol boat, oh crap its the cops... they tell us we are in restricted military area and we must move NOW!!! There were so many markers and bouys it was hard to tell which ones we were suppose to use . The Marine patrol helped to get us on the right track and then they left. A few minutes later they called to say keep the green buoy on our starboard side.. Okay what ever you say, you do have the big guns after all...We reached the town of Southport, N.C and tied up the the empty town dock, where you can stay for 24 hours for free, no sooner did we tie up when a cabin cruiser pulls up.  He asks us the name of our boat and calls the police, he tells us to move, we say no we got there first and I call the police.. What happens next we couldn't believe. This is a first come first serve kind of dock and we got there first, but the lady on the phone tells us we have to move because he called first.. Can you believe this.. Carl talks to her and she threatens to send a police officer to remove us.. We were shocked, not only did she take a reservation on a come first serve first policy she threaten us with force. Not wanting trouble we moved to a restaurant dock where they let us stay the night, but we had to eat there. They did wave the dock fee, but it still cost us more money then we could really afford. Today I going to contact the city fathers and be sure to let them know about all of this.. Once docked we headed out to take Bella for a walk and discovered a nice little town. Full of old homes and a pretty waterfront to grace the river.. This was an important port during the Civil War it used to get by Union blockages with Confederate troops.The pilot boats helped to get them around. And prior to that they kept a watchful eye out for boats in trouble on the Cape Fear river and the ocean inlet. We met the owners of a bed and breakfast who had a Golden Retriever pup and her and Bella played for a time. Back at the boat we put Bella below and went into the Fishy Fishy Cafe where we were docked. We met a nice chick named Leeanne who worked as a sale rep for Colombia sportswear and we talked with her and enjoyed her company. She had to leave to drive Greenville so she left and we ordered dinner. They had an oyster po-boy plus they had a pitcher of beer for $10 so Carl was happy, I ordered buffalo shrimp for us and boy was it good. We had a nice time in there and even met the owners and learned their liquor laws for restaurant owners. Glad  my bar wasn't there...Back at the boat we had a late night the night before so it was an early night for us. The rain had already started so it was easy to crawl into those flannel sheets....