Exhaustion. That’s the only way to describe my state when I got to Jane’s house last night. She lives in a section of Carolina Beach called Pleasure Island. Facing east. Right on the dunes.
As I alluded to in my last post, we tried to go outside yesterday but it was very rough, so we wasted about half an hour going out the Little River Inlet, and then turning around and coming back to the ICW. Our trip north coincided with low tide, and we touched bottom at least twice. So all in all it was kind of an anxiety laden trip
When we finally got to Wrightsville Beach, we refueled; did a load of wash; washed the boat (it was filthy from the gravel lot at our last dumpy marina) checked the weather; decided to stay in Wrightsville Beach for two extra days; flashed on the idea of staying at Jane’s place; scheduled an Uber; and grabbed a fast hamburger at Poe’s Tavern. It was the first real meal I had had all day.
Arguably the best burger and fries ever!
Then I threw some gear together, met the Uber, and made it to Jane’s place; took Guinness for a walk on the beach; and CRASHED!
So this morning, I am thinking that this two day delay may have been something I really needed. Today, I just hope to enjoy the beach with Guinness. It is cool, humid, and overcast. So not breathtakingly beautiful. But good enough!
Rod & Guinness' Amazing Adventures 