"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in
its net of wonder forever."—Jacques Cousteau

Mar. 21 - Sapelo Island, GA

Duplin Creek - Anchorage

I know we've been through this area before, but I'm finding it very difficult to find any landmarks I remember. The reason could be...it all looks alike. The ICW meanders through rivers, creeks and sounds that are surrounded by the Low Country...marshy land with a few trees here and there. It's so flat that you can see boats bends in the river miles away. Stan says he remembers a few places, or least he thinks he does. Luckily it's mostly remote and there are few things we have to slow down for. We have seen quite a few boats heading north; in fact we passed some friends on another Monk this afternoon. Unfortunately I didn't realize it was Mike and Barbara on Last Chance until they had passed. It would have been nice to get a picture of them. Stan and Mike did visit on the radio for a few minutes. It's always fun to pass someone we know.

Our anchorage tonight is very quiet and well protected. We are close to the ferry landing on Sapelo Island. I believe there are several refuges and an estuary on the island. We read we could take the dinghy to the ferry landing and do a little exploring, but we arrived too late in the day to take advantage of that...maybe next time. We spent the evening enjoying the sunset, making pizza and relaxing.

Leaving Thunderbolt this morning
Isle of Hope Marina
The Georgia ICW

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