Little River, SC to Georgetown; McClellanville, SC to Charleston, SC

Day 1 Little River, SC Mile 346.0 to Georgetown, SC Mile 402.9
Mattias had my personal sympathies the entire day as he had "shitty" start to the morning. It was the day after Thanksgiving. While most of the U.S. was out doing their Christmas shopping, Mattias was pumping out the toilet holding tank. Unfortunately, while I was adjusting some screw thing inside, he was unscrewing the valve outside and a weird pressure created a spray of waste all over his face and clothes! Disgusting? Definitely! I felt so bad for him I promised him anything he wanted all day!
After he cleaned up, we had an interesting journey the way to Georgetown. We traveled through the Waccamaw River which is beautiful. Mattias must have studied the navigation book really well because he went down to take a nap and left me at the helm for a good part of the 25 mile River route. I looked at the nav book and saw that he trusted me with 20 foot depths and a few 2' shoals to look out for so he could dream easy. It was fun to be alone at the wheel for a while without my "backseat driver" offering advice!
In Georgetown, we anchored alongside Patience but didn't raft this time. The anchoring went well.
Day 2 Georgetown Mile 402.9 to McClellanville, SC mile 430.0
We departed Georgetown at 9:30 a.m. for a short trip, 28 miles, to McClellanville. It was a brisk layering of clothes sort of day. Lot's of wind, currents and cross current on the creeks. The high tide was extremely high. By the time we got to McClellanville it was nearing low tide and got stuck as we were rounding the corner to the small channel to the marina. Fortunately it was only in soft mud and Mattias backed us out and took the corner again. We arrived at this rusty marina, home to about 25 shrimp boats that turned out to be one of our favorite stops. Pictures show the sleepy town of McClellanville with hanging moss in the trees and homes with historic name plates out front. Our family was a novelty of sorts to a larger family reunion happening in town. We were even invited to their party but declined in order to go to the only restaurant in town! The nearest grocery store is 30 miles away but the restaurant we ate at was featured on the Travel Channel and boy, the food was delicious! We tried a heaping plate of steamed oysters in shell, some crawfish tails, flounder, shrimp, sweet potato fries, marinated cole slaw and a homemade key lime pie for dessert!
Day 3 McClellanville Mile 430 to Charleston, SC mile 469.3
Mattias was up at 6 a.m. and got the boat ready for take off by 7 in order to make high tide. He brought in a steaming cup of coffee and said I could sleep...oxymoron...who can sleep with that lovely smell of coffee next to their head?! I was soon up and then the girls. Mattias enjoys being on his own in the cockpit sometimes and that lets me referee battles below! I got the girls ready and joined Mattias by 10 a.m. after making fried egg sandwiches for breakfast and then baking blueberry muffins for still hungry girls. The tide was really high today as there was a flood warning in the Charleston area. The current was with us and then against us pulling and pushing the boat. Once we got in to Charleston harbor it was windy again. We found the Charleston City Marina no problem and our little 33' foot Windfall is dwarfed by these Mega Mega Yachts docked here.
We had a late lunch of fresh shrimp purchased the day before. Our friends, Heesook, Don and Christopher dinghied over from their anchoring spot and joined us before we all set out on foot to tour Charleston. We got to the historic district near College of Charleston and cute, trendy shops by dinnertime and stopped for a pizza snack. Home now and resting.
More later,
Carrie