Big Tom Creek

Fog in Savannah Harbor

Saturday morning we left Savannah after purchasing some pralines and walking around a bit. It is now one of our least favorite places to dock. Commercial traffic was heavy during the night, sounding fog horns and creating sizable wakes. It was hard to sleep after about 4:30. There was a great deal of debris in the water, including a good sized log caught in the prop (not when it was running fortunately). And there are no amenities for the hefty price. I don't know what we were doing docking two nights in a row anyway. We are not marina cruisers after all. Savannah was luring us though and there were no apparent anchorage possibilities. The old town is beautiful, in spite of its less than great town docks. So many stately live oaks, cobblestone streets, park-like squares, and history. Too many tourists though.

Stately house along the ICW

So we motored on down the river and into the ICW with light winds, taking up with another catamaran along the way. Tom discussed all manner of cat stuff with them as we meandered through Georgia waters on a falling tide. They were off shore during the front that came through mid week and had 40 knot winds and 12 foot seas. I'm so, so glad we were heading in the Savannah River that night. They anchored with us here in Big Tom Creek. Great name, huh? We exchanged tours of each others boats. It was only fitting.

It should be another calm night tonight except for the tide shift. The tides are about 8-9 feet here. Maybe tomorrow we will head to Fernadina Beach in the ocean. Looks like a motoring event though. Light south winds predicted on the nose. Stay tuned.