Fear This?

Cape Fear, the name is enough to scare you, why call it that unless someone was really scared by it, anyway we have to get around it to head north so off we go.
It was a nothing, the sea was almost calm and the wind and tide were both with us, about two hours in open water and then back into “The Ditch”

Even the view over the stern was uninteresting

As the outside is a little monotonous, here’s a shot of my work station, untidy as usual, under the lunchtime hamburger are the charts

Then onwards to Wrightsville Beach, (North Carolina, this time).
Only one person on this boat can steer this straight, the autopilot of course.

We are tonight at mile 283 on the ICW (measured south from Norfolk Virginia) so allowing an additional 160 miles for the Chesapeake Bay we are about 440 miles from home, the half way point as near as dammit.

Author: Low Wattage

Expat Welshman, educated (somewhat) in UK, left before it became fashionable to do so. Now a U.S. Citizen, and recent widower, playing with retirement and house remodeling, living in Delaware and rural Maryland (weekends).

10 thoughts on “Fear This?”

  1. I am very much enjoying this adventure, LW. I haven’t been around much, but I have been following your posts.

    It all seems to be going very well, and I hope it continues to be “smooth sailing”.

  2. It certainly doesn’t look much to fear – so I went a-wiki-ing!

    Cape Fear ‘is largely formed of barrier beaches and the silty outwash of the Cape Fear River as it drains the southeast coast of North Carolina through an estuary south of Wilmington. Cape Fear is formed by the intersection of two sweeping arcs of shifting, low-lying beach, the result of longshore currents which also form the treacherous, shifting Frying Pan Shoals, part of the Graveyard of the Atlantic.’

    The ‘Graveyard of the Atlantic’ didn’t sound too good and Wiki reckoned that was just about where you’re heading!

    The name comes (again according to Wiki) from the 1585 expedition of Sir Richard Grenville. Sailing to Roanoke Island, his ship became embayed behind the cape. Some of the crew were afraid they would wreck, giving rise to the name Cape Fear. It is the fifth oldest surviving English place-name in the U.S.

    So take care – and keep the photos coming! 🙂

  3. Thanks for reading, I am not around much during the day as my various tasks, some navigation some steering, some maintenance keep me pretty busy. We are still discovering odd collections of objects in various lockers, with which the boat is abundantly equipped, but are now used to the routine of early starts. The boat is dark and we are sound asleep by nine pm. High living indeed.

  4. Boa: Thank you (I think) for the information, it sounds like Cape Fear does deserve some respect. Poor old Grenville was a good way off in his reckoning, Roanoke must be a solid 250 miles north of here.

  5. Toc: Yes Parris Island it was, strange, tonight we are tucked in close to the shore (and prohibited territory for landing) close up to Camp Lejeune, NC the other Marine Corps place. Choppers everywhere and heavy equipment rumbling in the distance, tanks? They have turbines these days right? So must be trucks or similar.

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