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... Ron did this only to find the primary Racor filter was almost completely clogged, primarily from detritus and algae that had broken loose during our rough ride the other day. Looks like we will be here at least another day here to fix this. This isn't a problem and both Maggie and I feel better having discovered this while tied to a dock rather than out in the boonies in some remote location. Tonight is forecast to be cold but not as cold as last ...
... I gotta 84%,” calls out the boy with his finger on the paper.
“Whaz my score?” shouts another student in the back of the crowd.
“Y’all gotta 72%,” replies the boy up front. His finger continues to slide through the list of names until he reaches the bottom. “Whooz Elizabeth Kroooopa?” he asks. “She’s the only one who got 100%.”
“She’s dat ...
I can't remember now, but I think we stopped for the night after motoring the whole day after leaving Myrtle Beach. Anyway our next stop was Georgetown. It was a pretty little town with nice homes, the kind with the porches that make you want to sit and have a glass of lemonade with a friend, and streets lined with majestic old trees. We walked downtown, had a meal, and went back to the boat for the evening. Along the ICW that day we had finally seen an alligator! ...
Got up just before 8am and was on the road heading towards Charleston by 9am. Passing across the boundary of North & South Carolina we stopped off at the Welcome Centre to pick up a map of South Carolina and gather information. After a couple of hours chatting with the staff & surfing the net we left with our laptop fully charged and some idea of where we were going to camp tonight. We continued along ...
... last night, I just bumped right over it, and Connor reassured me on my way to port, away from the shallows. So now I know what that feels like.
We continued our motorboat ride for a few more hours in the rain. Connor hollered down that we were passing a marina, so Pete and Connor got us turned around and docked while I got a start on dinner. Just relaxing and listening to the rain on the deck before turning in for the night.