May 24th ... we loved Georgetown. Very quaint, with lots
of interesting shops ... and a lovely waterfront. And as always, very friendly boaters. As we pulled into the docks, we met several couples on adjoining boats, who invited us to join them at a local restaurant for dinner. OK! Lots of fun. We took an extra day to explore Georgetown .... and do the trolley tour to learn the history. Seems all of these southern towns
have their local heroes and interesting stories.

We left
on the 26th, still on the ICW, which at that point meant the Waccamaw River. The river is very deep and edged with tall cypress trees growing right out of the water. As the cypress wound down, we passed numerous canals that used to be part of the extensive rice fields
from the 1800s. We passed Pawley's Island, but missed seeing Peter's Aunt Gret who had left her home in Pawley's for Syracuse just two days before. North of Pawley's Is., the river was narrow, and we wended our way through trees along
this beautiful stretch, before getting to the much busier area of Myrtle Beach. Every single marker on the river boasted a family of osprey, with a vigilant parent on duty to guard the nest. The next day we left Myrtle
Beach early and continued along narrow rivers and wide bays past Carolina Beach to Cape Fear, then stopping near Wrightsville, NC at Masonboro Yacht Yard and Marina. We were getting anxious to move quickly, as we were planning on meeting our good friends from Charlottesville,
Janice & Rick in Beaufort, NC the following night. Therefore, we planned on taking the outside passage in the Atlantic the next day to avoid the kazillions of
bridges and no wake zones along this stretch of the ICW. We left at
6:15 am, May 28th, going out through the Masonboro Inlet, with the assurance of good weather and fairly calm winds. Best laid plans ... and all that. The Atlantic Ocean did not want to be predictable that day, and what we encountered was very different from what was fore casted. The waves were anywhere from 3 to 7 feet, but the problem was that they were very close together and hitting us from the northeast. By 9 am, my captain decided it was not looking good, with winds picking up further, and he decided to turn around and head back to the inlet from whence we came. Tigger & Kitty applauded the decision from their hiding places on the boat. But before we headed back, he said he needed to go onto the bow and secure the anchor line which had come loose from the pounding seas, causing the large Ultra anchor to swing violently. My feeling was "better the hull get whacked" than Peter go overboard, but he was determined to protect his bateau. Very unsafe ten minutes aboard Moon Beam. I was not able to keep her headed north, so we got broadside to the waves .... and we were rocking n' rolling fiercely, while he secured the anchor at the windlass. Somehow, he managed to hold on, adjust the line, and then he crawled back
to the pilot house. Given the short duration on the waves and the violent rocking, I would have been hard pressed to maneuver Moon Beam near him had he fallen overboard. What we "shouda done" was wait until we had turned around and were heading back, with the wind and waves behind us, as once we did that, it was smooth sailing, with a very rapid trip back to the Inlet. Once on our way back, we were able to survey the damage left by the loud crashes from the salon, where a cupboard lock had been jarred open .... and things had flown! Back
on the ICW, we were rewarded with the sight of lovely homes, along with the kazillion bridges. It was slow, but it was very attractive, and looking out to the east
to the Atlantic, you would never have known the seas were so rough. We called Janice & Rick ... and planned to meet them in Swansboro as we knew we would not make it to Beaufort. This meant an enormous amount of re-finagling on their part with their car, which they were leaving in
Belhaven, NC and their rental car, which they were picking up in Belhaven and planning on dropping off in Beaufort. But they cheerfully adjusted .... and they found their way to us that night by 9:45 pm at Casper's Marina in Swansboro. They definitely felt the brunt of the adage, "you can say where or when .... but not both!"
Rick took the rental car to Morehead City the next day, while Janice came
with us on Moon Beam, and we rendezvoused in Beaufort, NC around 10:30 am. Rick had taken a taxi from the car rental place, and had time for a quiet cup of coffee on the waterfront and a quick scope of the town by the time we got there. Misson accomplished ... and on to our terrific time with them. There are lots of friends who made enormous efforts to join us along this trip, but none more than J & R!
Beaufort (pronounced "bowfort" in NC, rather than "bewefort" in SC) was a busy place with lots of tourist-y
shops along the waterfront, where we were docked. Janice and I walked around its perimeter looking for a grocery store and a restaurant for that evening, but neither was available, the restaurant being fully reserved on Memorial Day Weekend. We joined Rick & Peter at a very interesting museum that featured everything local from boats to stuffed snakes. We then enjoyed the lovely evening aboard Moon Beam, with a nice sunset on the bridge. The next day
we left at 9:30 am, heading to Oriental to stay at the new River
Dunes Harbor Club & Marina. We arrived after lunch and had the afternoon to tour the facility, which is lovely with homes, harbor and clubhouse .... and enjoy their pool. On May 30th, we left at 8:30 am and travelled out the Neuse River to Pamlico Sound, then up the Pamlico River to Belhaven, NC ..... where Rick was
very relieved
to see their car waiting at River Forest Marina! It is a bit remote, so we understood his pleasure in seeing all was well. They treated us to a car ride to Food Lion (big treat!!!!!!!) and then drove us 50 miles each way to Washington, NC for dinner! One does not appreciate a car until one has not had same for almost 13 months! Sadly, Janice & Rick left the next day, June 1st. We could not have enjoyed their visit more ... and were so grateful for having them on board. It was such fun. Thank you for everything, R & J! Peter,
Tigger, Kitty and I headed north that day, on the Pungo River to the Alligator-Pungo Canal, which brought us to the Alligator River Marina (are there really alligators this far north?), just south of Albemarle
Sound. My dear Aunt ... Margaret Anne ... had told us that a trip across that sound with Norman and their daughter Kim had been one of the worst experiences of her life. The sound is shallow, and when storms or winds whip up the water ... it can be horrific. And according to Margaret Anne, she and Kim were below in their sailboat and Kim was confessing everything she had ever done .... so at least it must have been interesting, if MA was able to concentrate and remember any of it! :) Fortunately, our experience
was very different. It was cloudy and grey .. but very calm .... and we were across in no time. We stayed at Coinjack Marina that night, having taken the Virginia Cut Route rather than the Dismal Swamp Route. Guess who made that call! Two Navy 33 ft rigid inflatable boats (RIBS) docked in front of us. Powered by twin 450HP diesels, these have to be the fastest RIBS in the world. Despite the evil looking boats and all their camo gear, the sailors weren't taking things too seriously as they had their fishing rods on board.
By now we were getting close to the Chesapeake. On June 3rd, we travelled across Currituck Sound and then through the long canal leading to Portsmouth, VA, where we had hoped to meet up with Daisy and David, other dear friends from Charlottesville.
But we were disappointed that at the last minute, they were unable to meet us, so we ambled on under many bridges and one last lock, which only regulates the effect of the tide. It was a slow day, with time waits of 30 - 60 minutes for bridges, but it was lovely nonetheless. We stayed at the Tidewater Marina across from downtown Norfolk that night .... and loved our genuine Maryland Crab Cakes at their marina restaurant. Heaven. On the 4th, we pulled out of the marina at 7:25 am and travelled up the Elizabeth River to the Chesapeake Bay. Norfolk. Wow. Very impressive trundling through the harbor with all
the enormous ships, including container ships such as the one which delivered Moon Beam in 2009. Lots of activity, as one would
imagine, and we were very impressed with the captains of those vessels who were so calm and polite on the radio to smaller vessels who clearly had no idea of what they were doing as they crossed in front of ships 50 times their size. We passed four "war ships" ... that is how they identified themselves on the radio ... which were bringing soldiers home from Iraq or Afghanistan.
Major emotion !!! God Bless! There were also many aircraft carriers, guided missle cruisers and other unidentifiable nasty looking craft. We chugged up the Chesapeake and pulled into the Tides Inn, on Carter's
Creek off the Rappahannock River at 3:25 pm ..... and went directly to the pool. HOT! Before treating ourselves to dinner at Tides Inn that night, we sat in the safety of our pilot house as a violent thunderstorm came whipping
through at about 6 pm. Major white caps in the creek!

Next morning,
June 5th, we left Carter's Creek and spent a cloudy but beautiful day on the Chesapeake, before pulling into Solomons, MD and Washburn's Boat yard at 3:05 pm.
The End.
Only it is not the end. Moon Beam keeps on giving ... and I think she will
for many years. We have already had a visit from Liz & Steve on Shingebiss, as they passed by our cottage this summer, with their friends Nan & Jack on The Eschaton. It was wonderful to see them again! We had not seen them since before we crossed the Gulf of Mexico, but had kept up sporatically through email. (Our home on Georgian Bay is smack on the Great Loop Route .... so we hope to have many visitors! As I type, there are two boats across the way in Regatta Bay with AGLCA flags.) Also, we are very excited about a Labor Day Weekend visit from Jackie & Brian whom we met on their boat Finally! in Demopolis, AL. We had travelled together for five days, after waiting out Ida for 10 days in Demopolis. They are from MN and are planning to drive here for a visit!!! Yeah!
Once back in Solomons, we set to work the very next day with our preparations for getting Moon Beam cleaned up and ready to show. Since Peter decided to try to sell her, I figured we needed to do it all now, so that our summer at Georgian Bay would not be interrupted if someone was interested. We worked for a few days, before Peter took Kitty & Tigger home in a rented truck full of STUFF. Kitty was relatively comfortable in his crate, but Tigger was jammed in between the front seat and the gear shift for the 3 hour ride. I needed them out of there in order to clean the interior with any chance of it remaining clean. By the end of the week, Peter was back in MD with my car .... ahhhhhhhhh .... and we worked for another three days before loading up the rest of the things in a trailer behind my Volvo. So many cubby holes and so many places to stuff stuff. We were exhausted ... but Moon Beam was glistening .... and every bit of "clutter" was removed ..... and as we left I actually became overcome with emotion and cried. She is such a good bateau, and she cared for us so well. Sturdy, Strong, Beautiful, Elegant, Comfortable. And she did not deserve that %^$&# plug connector problem which caused so many electrical hardships in the first half of the trip. Imagine using crimpers rather than hard-wiring those wires.
We left our lovely Moon Beam .... and once home, with everything in the front hall, we had to dig in again to figure out what to do with it all. Peter spent several days mowing and weeding outdoors, while I unpacked boxes and organized the stuff once again in the cellar and/or closets. And we happily saw a few friends whom we had dearly missed in Charlottesville. But it was HOT, and about a week and a half after getting home, we decided all the work would wait until September. So we packed up Tigger & Kitty once again and came directly to the cottage in Georgian Bay .... where we are now.
So why has it taken me so long to get this last blog page written? Work, travel, tiredness .... then lovely visits from family and friends here at the bay. Someday I shall have to write an Ode to Moon Beam. It will extole her beauty and her strength ... it will tell of the adventures she gave us and the marvelous places she allowed us to see .... it will reminise about the people we met and the new friends we made ... and it will give thanks to our dear friends and family who shared our adventures.

Thank you, Moon Beam.