Joe, always the sky-watcher, had told me the clouds looked right for water spouts to form. Skeptical as I was - here's the picture to prove it!
In Myrtle Beach we passed under “gondola golf carts.” Evidently they transport the golfers from the beach side to the mainland side where the golf courses are.
We also keep being amazed at the number of people who seem to have unlimited funds when building their houses! We took way too many pictures to post here, but I'll load them onto the picasa site so you can take a look if your into that sort of stuff.
We decided on a marina stop that night in Southport, SC because of the storm that appeared imminent. As it turned out, we missed the worst of the storm, but met some interesting folks. We chatted at length with a couple that winters in Florida and summers in Maine. They’ve been making the trip back and forth in their current boat, Magic, for 12 years. They’re both 78 – wouldn’t have guessed it – and don’t have any plans to quit making the trip. There was a younger couple from Ohio, on a sailboat. They’d quit jobs and sold everything to move onto a sailboat three years ago. They travel and work along the way. As it turned out, he had recently painted Odyssey – the Great Harbour we had met up with at Jax landing. Small world.
Then there was one that seemed to have a little of everything - a lighthouse perched on a rocky coast (like in Maine) surrounded by palm trees? It also had a large parrot, a wheel and anchor, an alligator, and several dolphins on it, the tiki hut on the pier and what appears to be a rock waterfall by the lighthouse.
On the charts, to aid navigating the ICW, there are lines showing every five "statute miles." You can usually tell about where you are by also referencing channel markers or land marks, but in North Carolina they have errected mile marker posts every five miles! This was between Swansboro and Oriental, NC.
When we arrived in Oriental we checked out the free city dock, but found it occupied and went into nearby Greens Creek to anchor. As Joe was dropping the anchor, I checked out the trawler anchored nearby. It was Magic (Curt and Nancy), the folks we had met while waiting out the thunderstorm. They invited us over for happy hour so we never actually made it into Oriental - next time, maybe.
If you'd like to see more pictures, follow the link to our picasa albums: http://picasaweb.google.com/joseph.pica