We delayed pushing off by an hour with hopes of the temperature rising a bit. It actually dropped another degree between 8 and 9 am. We bit the bullet, left and started up on the fly bridge. The first leg of the Intra-Coastal Waterway this morning was calm and scenic…yet still with other constant reminders of the force of Mother Nature
The Bay was rough and tumble and seemed to go on and on. In fact, way out in the middle was this:
At first we thought it was a pipe line. But it turned out to be very active dredging with lots of workers. They REALLY had to be there (even though it was a Saturday) doing that work because not only did we bump bottom and then ultimately make our way around but we heard later from other Loopers in a Grand Banks that they came to two hard full stops and spent half an hour trying to figure out how to get around and out of the shallow and back to the channel that was deep enough.
Anyway, the Bay went on and on despite only being about 2-6 feet deep (other than in the narrow channels for the boat traffic). We had 2 and 3 foot waves; although no water over the bow today. B and Z had to go below because the unofficial 3 hour maximum of sitting up on a swaying and bouncy flybridge and the queasy factor was approaching! No problem because within a few minutes of going below, things calmed and we approached our “entrance” into an inlet where we would spend the night.
We made it into the cute town of Carrabelle, Florida and docked at The Moorings Marina. Friendly, small town place known as the Pearl of the Forgotten Coast. A few pix: