It is an absolutely perfect morning. The sun is shining and the temperatures are already mild. It is predicted to be in the 70s today. Chas and Louie did a quick Cook's tour of Charleston yesterday and we replenished our galley with fresh provisions. Louie is filling the water jugs and Chas is checking the engine. The boat docked in front of us is debating whether to take the
ICW or to head off shore for the next stint. There is a hurricane going over the Bahamas which they have been monitoring and because of it they will probably play it safe and follow in our wake.
We are about to depart and will probably not have
internet for a few days after this. Thank goodness we have recovered from the scare of seeing the photo Al sent of ESCAPE with a huge hole in her hull;
you might think I would recognize OUR Escape, but it did take us aback initially. The problems we had with the
Internet here seem to be resolved but it is 9:00 and it is time to cast off. The water is calm and the departure is likewise.
The bridge keeper at the Charleston
Bascule Bridge is chatty and pleasant and SHE is one of the few who has asked for the name of our boat and wished us a pleasant journey. This is the nicest day we have had for motoring down the
ICW. There are many dolphin
spottings and very little else.
I have been learning all about Range Markers and quite like using them as a navigational tool. It seems that we have left everyone behind in Charleston and the whole of the
Intracoastal belongs to us. There are many warnings of possible shallow depths but Argo moved along effortlessly and never touches bottom all day. Passing through the Elliot Cut, we reach a record motoring speed of 8 knots, thanks to the current.
One of the few vessels we see all day is a Catamaran called COOL CAT; as it passes us, the Captain shouts over 'Which way to Florida?' Those Cat owners have quite the sense of humour! It made us smile. Because the motoring is so fine, we travel further than had been anticipated. Tonight we are anchored in the South
Edisto River which is a beautifully secluded spot. Another sailboat has joined us but there is plenty of room for everyone.
We are about to depart and will probably not have internet for a few days after this. Thank goodness we have recovered from the scare of seeing the photo Al sent of ESCAPE with a huge hole in her hull;
you might think I would recognize OUR Escape, but it did take us aback initially. The problems we had with the Internet here seem to be resolved but it is 9:00 and it is time to cast off. The water is calm and the departure is likewise. 
The bridge keeper at the Charleston Bascule Bridge is chatty and pleasant and SHE is one of the few who has asked for the name of our boat and wished us a pleasant journey. This is the nicest day we have had for motoring down the ICW. There are many dolphin spottings and very little else. 
I have been learning all about Range Markers and quite like using them as a navigational tool. It seems that we have left everyone behind in Charleston and the whole of the Intracoastal belongs to us. There are many warnings of possible shallow depths but Argo moved along effortlessly and never touches bottom all day. Passing through the Elliot Cut, we reach a record motoring speed of 8 knots, thanks to the current. 
One of the few vessels we see all day is a Catamaran called COOL CAT; as it passes us, the Captain shouts over 'Which way to Florida?' Those Cat owners have quite the sense of humour! It made us smile. Because the motoring is so fine, we travel further than had been anticipated. Tonight we are anchored in the South Edisto River which is a beautifully secluded spot. Another sailboat has joined us but there is plenty of room for everyone.
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