One of those days I wish you could have been with me. It started in the vast Santee rice fields, then the Winyah Bay past Georgetown and up the beautiful Waccamaw River. The wind was gentle, sunny, and smooth water. And the river is wide enough that the autopilot steered all the way. I caught the rising tide with positive current, and was still riding it when the anchor went down. There was no hurry, as Bucksport is the last place to stop before the upscale ghetto thay call Myrtle Beach. The engine was at low cruise RPMs, not noisey, just a low rumble. I haven't mentioned the myriad of bird species I have seen, many I didn't recognise, but today I saw four bald egals, two together, the other two in their own territory. A beautiful day.
Anchored just past Bucksport. Plan to go to Little River tomorrow, Southport Wednesday, and to Normandie Thursday. Easy days of 37, 30 and 25 miles (except for that dreadful streatch behind Myrtle Beach).
I could meet you in McClellanville and you could ride as far as Bucksport. It is a very interesting and beautiful 50 miles.
Bill
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