6/27/07 – My grandpa has been sailing with me for the past week and we ended up in Charleston. We have been staying at the house of his cousin, Kathy, and her husband, Joe (you will hear more about that week in an upcoming entry written by my grandpa.) Joe made a breakfast of eggs and bacon for Kristin, his granddaughter, and me. Then I got all of my things together and packed them up. After saying goodbye to Kathy, Joe drove me to the marina and dropped me off. My new autopilot was waiting for me so I got that all set up before casting off. I motored over to the gas dock to refuel and fill my water tank for the first time since I left North Palm Beach. I then left the marina and sailed across Charleston Harbor, passing all the sights I had seen from land: the Battery, Fort Sumter, Patriot’s Point, and more. I kept motoring and motor sailing north all afternoon to an anchorage up a creek near McClellanville, South Carolina. It was a bit difficult going back to my normal eating schedule on the boat after eating like a king for the past several days. I normally eat a large breakfast and a large supper, skipping lunch so I don’t have to stop during the day. I ate a pasta dinner and for the first time since I departed North Palm Beach, the mosquitoes were bothering me enough to make me go below and put the screens up.
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