Because we stopped rather early yesterday, we want to get an early start this morning and are motoring down the Wahoo shortly after 7:00, but the four cruisers that had come in late last night are up even earlier and have headed off before we reach their spot. They were in a much more exposed area and probably had a bit of a rough night. They were likely awake anyway and decided to depart.
The tide is extremely high and the salt marshes are completely submerged as well as the landing spot on our little island.
The day starts out overcast but the sun manages to burn through and provide some warmth.
Again it is a day of big open Bays and gusty winds followed by serpentine rivers that twist and turn back on themselves. We use the Stay sail and are getting quite good at tacking back and forth with it.
The tide is extremely high and the salt marshes are completely submerged as well as the landing spot on our little island.
The day starts out overcast but the sun manages to burn through and provide some warmth.
Again it is a day of big open Bays and gusty winds followed by serpentine rivers that twist and turn back on themselves. We use the Stay sail and are getting quite good at tacking back and forth with it.
Our marina of choice is full, so we continue under the fixed bridge and backtrack slightly to Golden Isles Marina. There are several boats anchored just outside the marina and out of the corner of an eye a spash of yellow catches my attention. I momentarily wonder if this could possibly be the small sailboat we had seen near Southport, but dismiss the idea because that boat was only about 2o feet, only had a small outboard motor, and didn't have a dingy or any means of getting to shore. No time to speculate further, all hands are required in docking, and a smooth landing is accomplished once again. I even manage, for the first time, to jump from the boat to the dock with a Spring line. It's so easy when the Captain eases the boat right up, inches from the dock like that, as if Argo had bow thrusters!
We are now docked at Golden Isles Marina which is near St. Simons Island Georgia.
There is a Cruising Club of large, fuel guzzling, floating homes tied up all around us at the transient dock.
They have been travelling down the Intracoastal together, stopping at different marinas and taking turns hosting the nightly get-together. Their number has dwindled from an original flotilla of 12 boats, down to the current 7. 
Some of these boats would spend $35,000. to make one trip from Baltimore to the Bahamas!! It is no wonder that some of them have opted for staying tied up at a dock rather than burning more fuel.
We are now docked at Golden Isles Marina which is near St. Simons Island Georgia.
There is a Cruising Club of large, fuel guzzling, floating homes tied up all around us at the transient dock.
They have been travelling down the Intracoastal together, stopping at different marinas and taking turns hosting the nightly get-together. Their number has dwindled from an original flotilla of 12 boats, down to the current 7. 
Some of these boats would spend $35,000. to make one trip from Baltimore to the Bahamas!! It is no wonder that some of them have opted for staying tied up at a dock rather than burning more fuel.
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