Loon arrived in Atlantic Beach at 12:30pm on Saturday, May 4th. After travelling 1,971 miles, the last 100 miles proved to be the worst for weather. Doug Fletcher joined me for what should have been a long, one day trip, but turned into three days. Arriving at Southport on May 2nd around noon, we set out from Southport Marina for a 13 mile trip up the Cape Fear River to Snow's Cut. We knew the wind would be blowing northeast about 25-30 knts directly in our face making for a slower trip with lots of spray. What we didn't realize (but we should have, Lesson Learned) was that the tide was coming in fast AGAINST the northeast wind. Result...6-7 foot seas in the middle of the Cape Fear River. It was a scene right out of "Deadliest Catch"! The boat was riding up the front of each wave and crashing into the face of the wave behind it. As we did, water was breaking over the bow of Loon and washing out the back. Thank God for self bailing boats. I would have a photo to share if I could have taken my hands off the wheel long enough to take one. Doug and I decided the safest thing to do was to retreat to Southport Marina from whence we just left only 30 minutes before. We docked, enjoyed the afternoon with a burger and wings at The Provision Company with plenty of cold beer and Long Island Ice Teas. I learned that Doug has a passion for those drinks. Later that evening we enjoyed a nice steak on the grill, a few drinks and good conversation as we watched the sun set. The next morning we woke to the same strong northeast wind, but the tide was flowing out the river in the same direction as the wind. We left at 6:00am and while there were no large waves, we were only making 5 1/2 mph against the wind and current. We made it to Snow's Cut in about 3 hours where we entered a more protected area of the ICW. The wind continued blowing northeast all day long but we were making forward progress. In fact we calculated we would arrive in Morehead City around 7:30-8:00pm on Friday evening. The sun would be setting but it would be light enough to dock at the floating dock behind Sanitary Restaurant. As we arrived at the final swing bridge near Onslow Beach, we were informed the bridge had a mechanical problem and would be closed for several hours. The only option was to turn around and find a marina or drop the anchor. Something I didn't want to do in these heavy winds. With the assistance of Active Captain, we found Swan Point Marina in Sneads Ferry only three miles away. The entrance to Swan Point is very narrow and there was the current and wind running across it which made the entry and docking very difficult. As I approached the entrance I gave Loon a burst of forward throttle, came in hot along the floating dock, threw her in reverse while Doug threw our lines to the Marina owner Evelyn, her daughter Tina, and another person. We were securely tied to the dock in about 15 seconds! It looked like a pit stop in a NASCAR race! After that, we all had a beer. Evelyn and Tina loaned us their car and we grabbed some groceries for dinner and were back in time for an impromptu Happy Hour hosted by the Marina and attended by other stranded sailors. The next morning we awoke to the same strong northeast winds we had fought for the past two days. Problem was there was a catamaran docked in front of me and a 36 foot trawler close behind me. After untying the lines we slipped out from between the two boats only to be blown around and against some pilings. Using the pilings as a pivot point I turned Loon around and we headed out. The bridge was operational except we arrived at 7:02 am and the next scheduled opening was 7:30. We had to hold tight until then. After passing the bridge we entered the Camp Lejeune firing range. Yes, they actually fire live rounds across the ICW! There is a very large sign (see photo) with flashing red lights that says STOP DO NOT PROCEED - LIVE FIRING IN PROGRESS WHEN FLASHING! Lucky for us the lights were not flashing. When we arrived in Swansboro, I felt like I was almost home, but we still had 22 miles to go. At noon we went under the Atlantic Beach Causeway Bridge and 30 minutes later we were met to cheers from many well-wishers as Loon made her way down the canal behind Bayview Blvd. I must take a moment to thank a number of people who have helped make my dream come true...
Leslie Quarrier - My broker who guided me through the purchase of Loon
Pat - My wife who was hesitant about this whole idea of cruising but has since come to love it. I think!
Mark Mothena - A longtime friend who accompanied me on the shakedown cruise down the Tenn-Tom.
Mike Carey - A friend and former co-worker at BB&T in Florida who ferried Pat from the airport and all over the Tampa Bay area until I met them in Sarasota.
Doug Fletcher - My good friend who accompanied me on the final leg and lets me keep Loon behind his house.
Joe Degnan - A friend on Bayview Blvd who has graciously provided me with a temporary slip until Loon's permanent slip is ready.
Sue and Verne Sisson - Great friends in Raleigh who always had a place for us to stay and provided transportation to and from RDU for our early morning flights.
And finally, Thanks to all of you that followed my journey through this blog and shared in the excitement of this wonderful trip.