Every Man a Captain!

I didn't realize I would get a new title when I got on the boat. But at every marina I'm addressed as "Captain", even though I'm not THE Captain. The marina dockhands never know initially who's in charge of the boat, so they call every man on board "Captain". I've gotten used to it, so next time you see me, you know what to do...

I'm told all women are "Admirals" but have yet to witness that for myself.

Blog or be flogged was the message I got today and I have a lot of water to cover.

Andy and I have been on the boat by ourselves since Tuesday and as yet no mutinies and no plank walking.

We arrived in Charleston late on Wednesday afternoon. Had a great dinner at Cru Cafe after a long cruising day. We've had a great run of weather since Noel ran up the east coast but it has been a little cooler than we had hoped.

A layover day in Charleston on Thursday. I promised my friend Rich that Thursday would be "talk like a pirate day" Aaaaarrrrgggg!!!, but that only lasted about 30 seconds. Don't tell him.

We spent a pleasant day in Charleston which for us turned out to be way more about great food than history or architecture although we did watch the 35 minute film "Forever Charleston" at the visitors' center. Not total slackers... Dinner by the way was at Magnolia - outstanding!

We rose before the sun on Friday to a very cold morning - actually encountered some frost on the deck as I was bringing in the lines. But is was again another beautiful sunrise and a great cruise to Beaufort, SC. Dolphins swimming with us quite often throughout the day and we have yet to get a picture of them.

Beaufort was another pleasant stop (although almost every place was closed when we got there). where THE Captain finally embrace "low country" cuisine and had Shrimp and Grits at Emily's. Great sunset, great laundromat at the City Marina and early to bed.

"Welcome to Paris Island!!!" Words I never wanted to hear, but if you do, just dial 1-800Marines (see the water tower) and they'll fix you right up.

The armed forces love the Carolinas. Every time we pass a military installation Andy sends me out on the bow with a camera to test the security guards.

Passed Savannah earlier than we thought, so we pressed on to Buckhead Creek, the most beautiful anchorage I've ever seen. Completely isolated, no other boats, great sunset coming up. Speaking of Savannah, some nice cottages along the water:

Next up, the big decision - Bubba Burgers on the grill or Chicken stir fry. Cast your votes soon, it's happy hour!!!