Sitting at a gusty but private anchorage tonight near the town of Swansboro, N.C., it all seems so improbable. On July 30 last year, the Mainship Many Moons left Keweenaw Bay in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula to start The Great Loop, not knowing how far we would get. Along the way, we’ve learned that we are smaller, slower, older, and less “equipped” than the average Looping boat. Along the way, I left the boat for three months and Jeff stayed put for about two. Now here we are, more than 4,000 under-way miles later, on Day #238 and Stop #105 — well “ahead of the pack” of Loopers lingering south of us as they await warmer weather to the north.
Like I said. Improbable!
Also improbable was the waterside wave we got from a couple today as we passed by Wilmington, N.C. We all grew up together in Michigan but haven’t communicated in decades. They spend time in Wilmington each year, and contacted me weeks ago to find out when we might be passing through. Many texts and updates later, we yelled and waved at each other at a predetermined spot. Fun! Thanks for coming out, guys!
We went east as much as north today in our 70-mile cruise, as the land mass reaches out into the Atlantic Ocean. After three nights and a very soggy day at Carolina Beach State Park, we were glad to feel the sea breezes again. I did enjoy a rainy day in port, though–in the way you enjoy something when it’s rare. Time to make brownies. Do laundry. Take a wet (but warm) hike. Read a book. And hear a local’s sad story about an abusive husband, autistic child, and life in a camper. Underway life isn’t always easy, but it certainly is easier than hers.
Counting my blessings….photos and captions below.
P.S. As I write, coyotes yip nearby, seemingly in the midst of twinkling town lights. Are they often so near humans, I wonder?