Day 214: Saturday, April 6, 2013
Port to Port: Jeckyl Island Anchorage to Two Way Fish Camp, Georgia
Underway: 8:50 am Motor Off: 3:00 pm Miles Traveled: 27 Stayed At: Anchor
First Things First: Sailed through the middle of a sailing regatta crossing St Simons Sound.
Mile 685 to Mile 662 (Plus 5): We usually try to go with the flow when we travel – it’s too stressful to try to get everything to work out perfect and you might miss something fun in the process. Today was a good example of that.
Because of the timing of the tides, we couldn’t really wait for a favorable current – we just had to go when the going was good and get whatever miles we could. There probably is an app that could tell you given your normal boat speed and your chosen route the best time to leave but I haven’t found it yet. It’s all just math but there are so many variables, you can’t do it easily on paper. With a north wind and unfavorable tides all day we probably only averaged a little over 4 mph – a fast walk.
We wanted to make 40 miles today but we made some bad assumptions and had to make a 5 mile detour to get gas which was an hour for us (we at least had the current and wind in our favor for this little stretch). We didn’t realize that the marina’s listed in our guidebook are not necessarily close to the ICW. You can get there by water but it might be a 5 mile detour off the magenta line. The next gas was over 50 miles away and by my calculations we had about 55-65 miles of gas left given the challenging conditions. Too close for comfort. So we went with the flow (literally and figuratively) and discovered a nice little marina/fish camp in the middle of nowhere with gas, a gift shop and a great little restaurant. We got gassed up and decided to splurge and have an early dinner splitting a hamburger and shrimp po’ boy (guess who). We anchored in a quiet spot a half mile up river and were resting and getting ready to ride the tide tomorrow morning by 5 pm. We even have phone coverage, my hot spot works and the breeze is keeping the no-see-ums away. A surprising ending to a slow slog of a day.
