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Little Cumberland to Wally's Leg



This morning the anchor came back aboard just as the first rays of light were bending around the horizon to brighten the sky. Felix made about 30 miles by 11:30, and we transited the Jekyll creek which was the first of our problem areas but not the worst section. That will be tomorrow, the Buttermilk sound and the Little Mud River.


Today we're riding with both hooks in the mud in a river called Wally's Leg, just off of the ICW south of the Buttermilk. As Star said today, "Georgia is pretty. Pretty buggy, pretty hot, and pretty shallow". We know there are other sides to the state, and we don't really dislike GA, it's just not always an easy trek down it's ICW. A lot of winding back and forth between rivers and sounds and inlets, but at least it's always interesting. Today while travelling up the Mackay River, only about 10 miles North of the St. Simons Sound and inlet, Star's eagle-like eyes picked up the unmistakable form of an alligator along the banks edge. This was a surprise for me, I thought they were strictly freshwater creatures and would never have expected to see one so close to an inlet.



Clouds are starting to roll in as I write this in the afternoon, and a cold front is expected to pass through the area tomorrow. Being the middle of May, it hopefully won't swing a strong punch at us and we'll be able to make a few more miles tomorrow in slightly cooler conditions. The final picture will be food again, last nights Spaghetti Carbonara Alfredo with Fancy bread. Sorry, Star has a real name for the bread but she's resting and I don't want to wake her just to ask what the bread was called.

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  1. Andy LoweMay 10, 2009 at 4:02 PM

    Ok, the bread is Sun dried Tomato Pesto Bruschetta.

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  2. AnonymousMay 16, 2009 at 11:24 AM

    God but I miss Star's cooking...

    Pav

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