Hilton Head and bust

We dropped the anchor in Skull Creek, Hilton Head Island, about 11am after a short run from Beaufort. We couldn’t figure out how to get anywhere ashore but assumed we’d need a cab to take us to a canvas place to look at the sample books. We called the first one on our list and learned that we could dinghy along the shoreline to within a block of the place, but not until 2pm. No problem. I ran the watermaker and topped up the tank and Jack scrubbed some of the grunge out of the cockpit. There are always boat chores.

At the appointed time we launched the dinghy and motored along the north side of the island which didn’t look at all like what we thought Hilton Head would be. There were several marinas filled with small boats, many dilapidated fishing boats, and not a mansion in sight. We found the right pier and tied up by a couple of leakers.


Unfortunately, Kevin the canvas man didn’t have the sample books we wanted to see. As a consolation, though, he offered to drive us to Walmart so we could stock up on cat food.


Then he gave us a tour of the island, which apparently is the Birthplace of the Gated Community, sort of a Boca North. We couldn’t see one thing to convince us that Hilton Head was worth more than the half day we’d allotted. But it was nice of Kevin to drive us around.


There’s rain predicted tomorrow. We’ll sit tight, maybe wash the decks if it’s not too cold, and wait for a good weather window for a passage south.


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