After an exciting night trying to go out to dinner in Charleston ( I won't go into details except to say that we had trouble finding a place to dock our dinghy and wound up parking it next to somebody's wave runner ramp, and we had the most unusual bartender ever who gave us several "extras" for no reason whatsoever), we hauled up the anchor at 8:05 thinking we were getting a late start only to forget that we had a bridge to wait on that didn't open until 9:00.  So we sat in front of the bridge for 45 minutes.

After negotiating the bridge finally, we passed through a narrow cut with a raging tide against us and made a rousing 3.5 knots.  Later that day, we saw 9.2 on the speed scale as the tide switched directions.  Except for the tidal situation (they have BIG tides in SC and GA), we had a beautiful warm day motoring again through lots of marshland.  Shorts and T-shirt weather.

We anchored around 3:45 in Rock Creek with one other boat, a beautiful 37' Nordic Tug.  While we were listening to the weather, they hollered at us to come visit and so we packed up some cocktail hour goodies and headed over.  They were incredibly nice people and had a sweet boat and service dog named Mercy.  Gave us a tour of their boat (I've always loved the way these boats look and now I want one!!).   Later we dinghied them back to check out our boat.  John is a trimaran sailor.  Linda is a retired supply captain.  Anyway, we had a delightful evening with them, watched a gorgeous sunset and moonrise, and slept well in a very calm setting.