Sunday, October 27, 2013

Days in Charleston

We are spending a few days here in Charleston taking in the city. And groceries. We have made two trips to the local Harris Teeter. You wonder, sometimes, if people can tell you are on a boat - until you catch a reflection of yourselves in the big glass windows of the storefront. Clearly, we are either sailors or homeless. Pushing the shopping cart down the street back to the marina doesn't improve the image much.

But we are having a great time. We have met so many nice people. Many of them we expect to see again since they are all headed south to similar destinations. Folks on boats share a lot - information, opinions, experiences, recommendations. What they don't share is a common 'type'. They may be laid back or nervous, boisterous or reserved, arrogant or mild mannered. Or all of the above, changing based on the topic and passion. All in all, an extraordinary group.

Charleston is such a cool place. The harbor is endlessly busy with every type of ship, boat and watercraft imaginable. The Water Taxi stops right here next to us so we have a constant flow of people passing by. The Fort Sumter National Memorial is just north up the Riverwalk.

We took the free trolley down into town the other day for lunch at Hyman's Seafood and a walk around town.  The walking seemed to help Junie's back for a while but she is still hurting. Based on recommendations, from practically everyone we talk to, we are headed to Jestine's for lunch today. This afternoon, we are moving over to the gas dock to top off the diesel because tomorrow is moving day. We thought we might stay a bit longer but we see a chance to get back in the ocean and jump to Fernandina / Cumberland Island Georgia. That would be a major leap south and puts us right at the Florida border. Ready to go again!


  1. Hello there, we made it back to Buffalo this morning, a very long drive; but I really enjoyed Charleston my self beautiful place. Enjoy your sailing . Love Belinda.

  2. Hey Duane and June. Randy again. The description of the trip in to Charleston had me thinking - wow, you really need to be highly competent, and really need up-to-date electronic equipment, to move safely on the ocean. Almost like piloting a plane. Surely, the world being what it is, there must be some yahoo sailors who aren't up to snuff. What happens to them? Bottom of the ocean?

    1. Hey Randy.
      There are certainly a lot of people less enamored of electronics than we are. We like to have a lot of information. As for the yahoos - like everywhere, things are fine until they are not. The trick is to see them coming. And also, try not to be the yahoo:)