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Sanitary Conditions

I've always found it very sanitary to be broke. - Orson Welles

The Sanitary is a Morehead City waterfront landmark, established in 1938 as a fish market and restaurant and still churning out a large menu of mostly fried seafood to tourists and locals alike. They also have a rough dock with no electric or water, but $10 a night to tie up. 14 years ago when we came through on Moria we tied up here for $5, and had decided on this trip that we would just anchor. We're not going to stop there this time, no way, no how, besides it was a Saturday afternoon and there won't be an open spot.
Well, the anchorage was jam packed and there just happened to be a nice hole at the dock for Felix, so we went ahead and tried to repeat the past and stopped once again at the Sanitary. It turned out to be a nice respite, we ate dinner ashore, Chief watered the fire hydrant, and we got to once again be the local tourist attraction. As soon as I'm done writing this we'll be taking off for Oriental, about 25 miles away and against the current.

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  1. Did the temps come down, I'm seeing 70's for tomorrow, but the dang wind will be from the north. Anyway hope you have milder temps, near 100 here in Ocala today

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  2. It's hottern blue blazes here! dang. Hope it gets better for you temp wise.

    Herb and I keep talking about Starr's cooking. My mother-in-law may be getting jealous, as she usually only hears me carry on about her cooking.

    It was fun! being on your boat and being around you guys.

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