Sunday, October 21, 2018
Skull Creek: a fine day
A pleasant evening. Waxing gibbous moon over Hilton Head Island. Fading gold and peach over Pickney Island. Skull Creek pale rose. And cool. Blessedly cool.
I arrived with a cold front that has dropped temperatures into the 60s, 50s at night. The wind this morning was cold from the north and still gusting into the low 20s. I had to change from shorts to Levis and wear a fleece pullover.
It took me longer than usual to reconfigure the Great Cabin from semi-passage mode to harbor mode this morning because I inventoried food and clothes, It is my habit to transfer harbor clothes when they get stained or frayed to the passage clothes bag, I discovered I had ten passage shorts on board. Far too many. I took pleasure in throwing some out.
It was fine to work without sweat pouring down my face.
Then I hauled my laundry up to the stalled disaster condo, where the washer and dryer work.
While the clothes were drying, I biked to a restaurant a mile away. I wanted something fresh and had an excellent salad and catfish, both provided inexpensively in portions large enough to feed two. Or maybe ten. I also had a margarita on the rocks.
I will be here at least the rest of this week. I have work I want to do on GANNET now rather than when I return in January. And I like being here, on the water, on GANNET, if not in the disappointing condo. I am becoming familiar with Skull Creek and Port Royal Sound. They might become my home waters or I might sail away next January and never return.