As usual we followed the wind, because we can and because there is absolutely no use in fighting it. With a fine northerly wind, we zoomed down to Goose Creek and anchored for the night. It was cloudy and cool, but we were bundled up and full of excitement for the days to come.
|The ICW has its own sort of scenery. We got a kick out of this funny little boat carrying a pickup!|
When we came out of the ICW (Intracoastal Waterway) I wanted to continue out into the "big" water of the sound, but Eric was keen to check out Bonner Bay across the Bay River. He'd looked on the satellite and saw there were several canals leading out to the sound and we both liked the idea of an "inside passage" to save going out in the big scary water.
We sailed like a dream downwind to the bitter end of the aptly named Long Creek, only to find all the canals blocked by funny metal gates extending down into the water and some serious-looking no trespassing signs.
|We saw no houses the whole way in and only one little fisherman|
|It was wavy gravy out there.|
|The sunset was so worth it.|