Cumberland Island

Cumberland Island at last! Praise the Lord, we could not have asked for a more pleasant trip.

Not only was it quite a difficult chore to empty storage, sell the car, empty the dock box and work on stowing all sorts of gizmos with purposes yet unknown to me, we found it very difficult to say goodbye to dear friends that have been helpful and encouraging in so many ways. Paulette sent us off with a prayer, asking for calm seas and winds. RJ pointed out that maybe we should have a sail boater send us off in prayer for us rather than a power boater, but we understand her heart.

We managed to leave without any stowaways (Lucky dog, Otis or Jimmy) and no boats tied to our stern, but we were pleasantly surprised to see Paul and Shari catch up to us in 'Gretel' at about Blount Island. We brought them aboard, tied Gretel to the stern and spent the next nine miles together before they left us at the Mayport jetty. It seems like it was over in a flash.

Outside of Mayport, we hoisted the main sail and unfurled the jib. With only 10 knots of wind we were only making four knots. Myron humored me and kept the iron sail going because I needed to get to an anchorage and get some rest. And here we are, ten hours later ready to clean up, make dinner and hit the bunk. Therefore this is a short post.

One more thing to our buddies at the dock: We made it WAY past the Main Street Bridge.

Love to all.

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