Happy May Day! Bob got up to do some trip planning this morning while Auggie and I caught a few more ZZZs. We got up later and got things ready to leave. The boat was totally drenched in dew so Bob took the opportunity to wash down the boat from the salt. There was a fog over the water as the sun came up.
Both of them looked like they had been there awhile. Surprisingly, we passed 2 casino boats docked at BW’s Marina. One was the Big M from Ft. Myers Beach and the other was the Aquasino from Miami.
I spotted a sea turtle near the boat while we relaxed before dinner. It was so quiet and peaceful. It makes you wonder why more people don’t come in here. The temp dropped as the sun went down. We might need to put an extra blanket on tonight!
May 2, 2011 Carolina Beach anchorage to Wrightsville Beach anchorage
It was a restful night and we woke early to clear skies and calm winds. We pulled anchor at 8:30 and made the short 14.3 mile drive to Wrightsville Beach. There was a little boat traffic this morning, but nothing compared to yesterday. I’ve been meaning to tell anyone (who’s interested) that I got 3 great responses from people about my question concerning “roanoke”. I have continued to encounter references to “roanoke” in the book, Chesapeake, that I’m reading and this information has proved to clarify things for me immensely. I’ll share it with you here, in case you’re interested, in how “roanoke” was used in the history of our country and in the Chesapeake area in particular.
Indian Money Their Money is of different sorts, but all made of Shells, which are found on the Coast of Carolina, which are very large and hard, so that they are very difficult to cut. Some English Smiths have try’d to drill this sort of Shell-Money, and thereby thought to get an Advantage; but it prov’d so hard, that nothing could be gain’d. They often times make, of this Shell, a sort of Gorge, which they wear about their Neck in a string; so it hangs on their Collar, whereon sometimes is engraven a Cross, or some odd sort of Figure, which comes next in their Fancy. There are other sorts valued at a Doe-Skin, yet the Gorges will sometimes sell for three or four Buck-Skins ready drest. There be others, that eight of them go readily for a Doe Skin; but the general and current Species of all the Indians in Carolina, and, I believe, all over the Continent, as far as the Bay of Mexico, is that which we call Peak, and Ronoak; but Peak more especially. This is that which at New-York, they call Wanspum, and have used it as current Money amongst the Inhabitants for a great many Years. This is what many Writers call Porcelain, and is made at New-York in great Quantities, and with us in some measure. Five Cubits of this purchase a dress’d Doe-Skin, and seven or eight purchase a dress’d Buck-Skin. An English-man could not afford to make so much of this Wampum for five or ten times the Value; for it is made out of a vast great Shell, of which that Country affords Plenty; where it is ground smaller than the small End of a Tobacco-Pipe, or a large Wheat-Straw. Four or five of these make an Inch, and every one is to be drill’d through, and made as smooth as Glass, and so strung, as Beds are, and a Cubit of the Indian Measure contains as much in Length, as will reach from the Elbow to the End of the little Finger. They never stand to question, whether it is a tall Man, or a short one, that measures it; but if this Wampum Peak be black or purple, as some Part of that Shell is, then it is twice the Value. This the Indians grind on Stones and other things, till they make it current, but the Drilling is the most difficult to the English-men, which the Indians manage with a Nail stuck in a Cane or Reed. Thus they roll it continually on their Thighs, with their Right-hand, holding the Bit of Shell with their Left, so in time they drill a Hole quite through it, which is a very tedious Work; but especially in making their Ronoak, four of which will scarce make one Length of Wampum. The Indians are a People that never value their time, so that they can afford to make them, and never need to fear the English will take the Trade out of their Hands. This is the Money with which you may buy Skins, Furs, Slaves, or any thing the Indians have; it being the Mammon (as our Money is to us) that entices and persuades them to do any thing, and part with every thing they possess, except their Children for Slaves. As for their Wives, they are often sold, and their Daughters violated for it. With this they buy off Murders; and whatsoever a Man can do that is ill, this Wampum will quit him of, and make him, in their Opinion, good and virtuous, though never so black before.
Thanks to those who did the research for me! We entered the Wrightsville Beach area and followed the marked channel to the east and the beach which led us to our anchorage for the night. We picked our spot and dropped anchor at 10:20.
We did some trip planning before lunch in preparation of a cold front with rain and winds moving in on Tuesday afternoon through Thursday morning. After lunch we took Auggie to shore to stretch his legs and brought him back to the boat for a nap.
May 3, 2011 Wrightsville Beach to Dudley’s Marina, Swansboro, NC
The wind calmed down overnight and we got a restful sleep. We had to make some decisions about where to go for the next two days based on the weather forecast. We pulled up anchor at 8:00 after spending the night with 12 other boats in the anchorage. Today we would need to time our arrival at two swing bridges. We are lucky, in that, our profile is low enough that we can get under most bridges (18′). Sometimes we can even do better if we take our antennas down (14.5′), but the clearance of the two swing bridges is 12′. Not many cruising boats can get under that. With our other boat, the 46′ Ocean Sportfish, we definitely would have had more height issues. We arrived in time to make the 10:00 opening of the bridge with 4 other boats. We passed 2 guys who had loaded up their surfboards and were paddling their way to somewhere distant. Bob said they looked like they hadn’t shaved for months. How adventurous!
May 4, 2011 Dudley’s Marina, Swansboro, SC
The skies were cloudy and after Bob checked the radar and listened to the weather, we knew the rain was coming. Most of the boats that came in yesterday left this morning. Even the owner of Dudley’s couldn’t understand why they would leave on a day where the weather was not so great. Oh well….everyone has their own reasons. The winds had already picked up by the time we got ready to borrow the courtesy car to go into town to use the laundromat. It took us about 90 minutes to do 4 loads of wash and by the time we got done, a rain shower had just finished. We timed it just right. We got back to the boat before the rain came again and got everything put away. Bob worked on cleaning up the cockpit, while I did some needed inside cleaning. Auggie and I took a walk as the skies darkened to the southwest. Another wave of rain was expected, so we wanted to get our walk in before it did.
May 5, 2011 Dudley’s Marina, Swansboro to Beaufort anchorage, NC
Brrr! It was chilly last night and got down to 45 degrees. Auggie slept with his sweater on and he was happy to model it for you here.
We were headed back to the boat to get Auggie for a dinghy ride when we noticed two wild ponies on Carrot Island, part of the Rachel Carson Preserve, just across from us.
May 6, 2011 Beaufort anchorage to Oriental anchorage, NC
We woke to warmer temps this morning and no DEW! So nice! We didn’t have to wipe down the boat at all. Auggie fell asleep on the setee last night while we were watching TV all wrapped up in his blanket and wearing his sweater, so we added another blanket and decided to let him sleep there.
does not like a beam sea and doesn’t handle very well.) We checked out the free dock in town and it was already inhabited by 3 sailboats, so we went with plan B… to anchor out in Greens Creek.
May 7, 2011 Oriental anchorage to Belhaven anchorage, NC
It wasn’t that cold last night and it was definitely peaceful, but we woke to heavy fog with the sunrise.
We dinghied back and stopped at the Pungo Creek Marina for some outboard gas. It was also a small marina and not big enough for us to dock there, but the people were friendly and they offered some nice services. Then we headed back to the boat to relax. It was a beautiful afternoon. Auggie enjoyed relaxing under the stairs after catching some bugs in the cockpit.