Well, our first attempt to pass through Beaufort had proven unsuccessful and after spending two months waiting for our transmission to be repaired (that's what we get for having a Japanese tranny!), we were more than ready to head further North. By now, the Chesapeake and places further were beyond our reach and we were hoping just to make it to Little River to dock the boat and put her up for sale. With the new transmission installed and the engine aligned and mounts tightened, we were excited to head out. So, last Friday, we waited for the tide to be in our favor and then tossed the lines and were on our way! Or so we thought...
Unfortunately, the boat turned, kissed its bow to the dock and we literally just spun on our axis stuck to the dock so that we went from being tied up on our port side to being broadside on our starboard. Not knowing what was going wrong, but knowing that something wasn't right, I quickly switched the lines to the other side of the boat and made a jump for the dock. I got the bow line secure and by the time I made it to the stern of the boat, Brad was there to hand me the stern line. Hmmmm....not how we had imagined our departure going.
With the lines securely tied to the dock, we were able to look into the matter a bit more. We found that forward was reverse and reverse was forward. This happened because we had to flip a piece of the transmission to get it to fit into our engine compartment (which our repair guy assured us was ok to do). Well, we would have made do with that and just shifted in reverse for the trip until we could fix it, but we have a feathered prop, which means that it cannot go either way, it has to be set up in a certain direction. So, not only were we going in the direction, we had no control over the boat.
A quick call to our repair guy and we realized we were going to be in Dataw another four days. Fabulous. We put on our smiley faces and decided there was no reason to fret, we would just use the time to get a few boat projects done. We were hoping to wait until we got up to Little River, but it just wasn't meant to be. So, for the next few days we crossed a few items off our checklist.
Finally, after the repair guy drove down and fixed our transmission, we were ready to press on - for real this time we hoped! We left the dock at first light and off we went! We were so excited and both of us were holding our breath in hopes that everything would continue to run smoothly. Luckily, we had a fabulous day of motoring and made great time up the ICW. It was a long day and we didn't drop the hook until just before 7 (almost 12 hours later!), but we had made it to just South of Charleston and couldn't have been happier.
We enjoyed dinner in the cockpit and just soaked up the beauty of being at anchor, knowing that this is one of the last few times we will get to experience this. Tomorrow we head up past Charleston.
We were all excited to get back on the water:
Love this little copilot:
Brad ushering in the sunset:
As a side note, the whole time we have been stuck in Dataw, we have had the luxury of getting to know and spending time with the Hausers, Caroline and Rudy. Caroline is from Franklin and has known my Dad and his brothers for years. This is our first time meeting them (you will remember I wrote about her when we had lunch on the day we arrived in Beaufort) and we couldn't have asked for anyone more hospitable. They chauffered us around before we had our car, making sure we somewhere to do our laundry and taking us to the grocery store. They have invited us over for dinner at least once a week and have even come to pick us up via boat a few times! They have been our lifesavers and we just wanted to give a HUGE THANK YOU to both of them for all of their help! We would have had a hard time making it all work without them!
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