Jameson Inn Wilmington
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We awakened to dense fog this morning that never seemed to burn off. Since we weren't leaving until 1100 because of adverse tide in the Cape Fear, we didn't pay much mind ---- except, when 1100 rolled around, the pea soup fog was still with us. I thought it would soon burn off but was wrong. We traversed the stretch from St. James Marina to Southport at idle, barely making two knots SOG. At Southport, with nearly zero viz, ...
... many gracious people on this trip & got to know them personally.
We will have a nice breakfast out and take advantage of this classy place tomorrow Am. Drew is holding up but hope to have Dr. apt. in line tomorrow am.
Had planned Backgammon tonight but ol' Eagle eyes' is asleep, so will get my book out.
... of the fast approaching cold weather and we ended up driving through the central part of NC which is flat and doesn’t have much to offer. We are definitely coastline or mountain people through and through. We stopped at Front Street Brew Pub which offered a free tour and tasting of their facilities and we don’t pass up free things, especially when that’s beer! The brew master was a really cool guy and explained how his small facility made their beers which ...
Now back aboard Rhiannon, heater going and the roughest part of our trip behind us, Maggie and I are anticipating crashing early. Temps tonight are forecasted to be high 20's and we are prepared to stay rather than fight the miserable conditions tomorrow. There's enough reading material and boat projects to keep us occupied, plus a great time to do laundry, and top up water and ...
... sunlight, standing only a second in the doorframe, basking in the sunlight, which was just long enough for one of of my tiny blackbirds to drop a sloppy grey mess onto my newly tangled hairdo. WOW. I thought. Laura and Mom both declared this was good luck- which I believe it was. It was at this moment I realized I could be happy again. Where I belong is outside, surrounded by good people, good places. I biked around with the realization that I did not wish to return ...