Nc #8

Where we anchored Tuesday, we didn't seen another boat all evening or the next morning. So I decided to take a shower on the transom. Don't know what it is about nakedness that attracts people, but shortly (not a pun) after I started, it's like we had parked along an interstate highway. I'll spare you the photo.

Yesterday, we left the anchorage at 9 am and started back south. We travelled about 60 miles, and stopped at 4 pm. As it turns out, the hurricane isn't headed this way, but the wind had picked up on the open areas of Pamlico Sound.

Going through Goose Creek, I thought the Coast Guard was wake-boarding again, but they were just out patrolling. They had probably received reports of indecent exposure.

Found another peaceful anchorage last night in South River.

At least we thought it was peaceful until the helicopter. After dark there were two objects circling the boat. One was a helicopter, and the other had some dim lights glowing like nothing I'd ever seen before--at least not on this planet. Of course, it didn't show up in the photos.