After taking shelter in Fernandina Beach, Florida, we slept for a few hours and then decided to leave, simply because the smells from the factories were awful and the sights were too depressing for words. We only motored about 2 hours, did a bit of channel dredging (the chart pointed out an anchorage in what was supposed to be 12 feet of water, but was only 5 and a half - we draw a 6.5 foot keel, so dredging was the order of the day). Anyway, we didn't (couldn't) use that anchorage but chose one that wasn't on the chart - a really lovely, open water anchorage with nobody around for miles, just the occasional mosquito and midge, the cry of the birds and every now and then the sigh of dolphins breaking the water. Life is good!
Sunset! A steak on the grill, a nice glass of wine... ahhh... NOW I remember why I'm here.
Woke up to a very wonderful, foggy morning.
I LOVE fog - obviously Phillip doesn't, not when it's time to start moving - had to put on our running and navigation lights it was so thick. Doesn't show up well in the photos, I took plenty but they just look like under exposed shots - so I didn't put those in, just some of these when the fog started lifting. The scenery probably looks the same to everyone (boring maybe?), but in person, it was just wonderful.
It cleared up after a while - some beautiful scenery, probably some of the nicest we've seen.
