(Post #21)
“What
is more pleasant than a friendly little yacht,
a long
stretch of smooth water,
a gentle
breeze, the stars?”
William
Atkin”
My Brother And The Doors of St. Mary's
I'm not too good with dates these days, but some time in mid June, my brother, Mike, came down to Ferandina for a great weekend aboard Glory Days... He arrived on a Thursday evening just as I was folding my underwear on a park bench facing the harbor... great laundry facilities here at Fernandina Harbor Marina.... Anyway, did you ever notice how often people use the word, "anyway" so frequently in routine conversation?... Anyway, that's the way it seems to me... I don't get it, but anyway. What's with that? I presume it's a transition word when a conversation approaches a lull. Anyway, it's all good.
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Hoist that thang Bro!
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The Cumberland Queen Ferry Boat passed us along the way.
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After some waking hours in the marina, Mike and I departed for the 10 mile trip to St. Mary's. We timed our departure to leave with the outgoing tide. We motor sailed for the most part since my genoa sail was in the shop... don't ask. later.
Anyway, St. Mary's is a quaint little town nestled up the mouth of the St. Mary's River, which we navigated. It took us only 90 minutes to arrive at our anchorage....It was a pleasant passage I must say, navigating the markers of an unknown channel. Here's some pics of what we found when we arrive in St. Mary's, Georgia.
THE DOORS OF ST. MARY'S...
For some reason, I got on a DOOR theme with my camera in St. Mary's. The doors seemed to be speaking so I tried to give them a voice... This is what ya get....
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