Last night was one of only a few days that the weather was pleasant enough to sit on the foredeck and enjoy the sundown. I saw a great long fish jump all the way out of the water. It must have been two feet long. Several kinds of ducks. A great blue heron looks like something prehistoric when it is flying really high, then sets its wings and glides to a roost in a tree, long neck outstretched out, long legs reaching down, angular wings held high. What I liked best was the osprey couples doing the aerial display. The go really high, stop in mid air flapping backward, then tumble down doing aerobatics, all the time I could hear the kee! kee! I stayed out till almost dark.
Normandie has an expression: "Paying your dues." It means being unsuccessful over and over again, until at last things work out for you. All that bad current in Florida and Georgia must have been me paying my dues, because, again today the current was with me all the way, and again it was wonderful. I got to Little River about 14:00. An hour earlier than I planned. It was so early I drove out to the inlet and was going to anchor out there near the beach, but the wind was blowing, there was a current running, and it was high tide. I would have had to poke around the unfamiliar backwater to find a place to anchor and I could not run the risk of running aground. So I am now tucked in to Calabash Creek with two other boats. I hope it is OK enough outside to spend some time on the foredeck.
Tomorrow on to the discharge canal at Southport.
Bill
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