At 6 p.m. I am at 31 N 81 W with about 320 miles to go to Cape May/Hatteras, as the crow flies. But I am making a slight detour towards the East to pick up the Gulfstream.
Herb Hilgenberg, the weather Guru, could not hear me. And I have a bit of anxiety about a gale system that is supposed to develop near Beaufort on Friday. I might have to slowdown or divert into Charleston, but from parts of what I picked up, Charleston is also supposed to get a system moving through. I should have sufficient time to find a port to hide, once I get the whole story. Herb lets me contact him by e-mail. I could make it into Savannah by to-morrow early evening.
It was a fast run from Jacksonville with the ebb current. I left at 8.30 and was out of the river and in open water by noon.
It’s been a great sail. 10/15 knots S.E. Full main and the 120%. No bite on the green fake squid and I am starting to run into the Saragossa weeds again. The windvane works better and quicker to respon with the work I did on it in the yard.
The engine runs cooler after I managed to clean out the raw water intake filter. It was impossible to do it underway.
It’s time to make dinner, without that fish.
