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Sweating in Swansboro


Felix is Hot! - Paris Hilton


Apparently Paris is a big fan of the blog.



She is right, Felix is smoking hot today, it's about 95 degrees in the shade here in Swansboro, NC where we are anchored right out in front of this quaint little waterside town. The Marines blocked off the anchorage at Mile Hammock Bay for training exercises, so we had to push on yesterday and make a 56 mile run up to Swansboro. We didn't argue with them, I know when we're out gunned. We had fairly good luck with the 3 draw bridges and current, and were able to keep the jib up for most of the way. The town here is a welcome relief from the waterway down south. Restaurants on the water where you can get a reasonably priced lunch, free public dinghy dock, commercial fishing/shrimp dock, and also a cool touristy type atmosphere with all the standard trinket shops. Swansboro has yet to be invaded by the hi-rise condos, megayacht attitudes, and the $4 bottle of beer. It's good to see some of the 'old' waterway charm still alive, so we decided last night to hang out for a day here. The dog got a walk on the beach, the cook got a lunch ashore, and I get my afternoon nap.



We've been making good progress lately and are now at mile marker 229, with 0 being in Norfolk and 1015 where we started in Palm Beach a couple of months ago. We've made 306 miles in the last week, and hope to be up in the Chesapeake within 2 weeks. It looks like we'll have some ideal sailing conditions through the open rivers and sounds of North Carolina so we intend to motor as little as possible once we make it to Oriental in a day or two.


The Food Shot Du Jour is Paella made with sausage, chicken, shrimp, mussels, and saffron rice; served al fresco in the cockpit.

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  1. How 'bout that HEAT! I'm an A...........hole

    Oh yeah baby, ooooh Paris, now if I was only 15 again, I could imagine Paris and me together for eternity, ouch oh egads, quit it Laura that hurts!

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