



The trip down the Neuse to the Bay River is about 20 miles and eventually the wind switched around to our stern quarter making it more comfortable. But as we came out of our protected anchorage the light winds were decidedly cooler than anything we have had to date. We immediately moved from the flybridge to the inside steering station. Have I mentioned how much we really, really like having an inside steering station?


The trip up the Neuse and Bay Rivers went quickly and once we turned into Gale Creek and the cut that runs through and past Hobucken, the winds were blocked and the waters calm. The other side of the cut brings you out on to Goose Creek and then the crossing of the Pamlico. This can be another rough patch if conditions are not right. We had the wind and waves on our beam across the Pamlico and up the Pungo River but it was not uncomfortable and as the day progressed the winds were lower. The 18 miles up the Pungo, past Belhaven and toward our anchorage had the currents with us and helped us make better time than we expected. Our planned anchorage was a small creek just before entering the Alligator-Pungo Canal, where we had anchored in the past.
But because we were seriously behind for this entire trip and we were ahead of our schedule for the day, we decided on our fall forward plan. Using both the chart plotter and the computer, we determined that we could easily make the next available anchorage with good daylight to spare, so we pressed on. The Alligator-Pungo Canal is absolutely beautiful and you have the feeling of complete isolation. Care needs to be taken through here since there are numerous tree stumps along both sides and a few almost reach the center of the channel. They are easily seen but you need to be aware.

Exactly as our plotters predicted, we reached our anchorage for the evening just off the waterway off Tuckahoe Point at 5:45 PM. At 81 miles, this is our all time best run for a single day on any of our previous trips. Another big plus for the trawler. This is the lower section of the ICW on the Alligator River and one of those spots where we have not anchored before. One of the things we did not count on were the military jets doing exercises over us just after the sun went down. There was one small sailboat anchored some distance away from us and a couple of large power boats anchored a mile or so up the river. We had seen more boats heading south on this leg than all of the other days combined. Most were sailboats but there were also several trawlers. The winds had pretty much dropped off after sunset and it looked like a peaceful evening once the jets went home.




Which side would depend on what direction the wind was coming from. After the North River we passed through Coinjock and a spot where we have often stopped at one of the marinas. This time we again pressed on, mostly because the marinas have raised there rates to the point that you would think they were in South Florida instead of on a canal in North Carolina. After Coinjock we came out onto
Currituck Sound and the North Landing River. This is a very wide and shallow expanse of the waterway. The channel is twelve to sixteen feet deep, but outside the channel it is only a foot or two in most places. The area has a reputation for side currents in certain wind conditions and even with the ten knots of wind we had, it was choppy. As we progressed north the wind, which was forecast to subside, picked up. Just as we came out of the wide expanse of the river and it narrows considerably, is a small creek called Blackwater.
The guides warn that the entrance is only five feet with seven to ten feet inside. We never saw less than seven and a half feet at the entrance. The bottom is soft mud and it took two tries to set the anchor. We can attest that the creek is seven feet almost right up to the marsh reeds about a quarter mile in. Occasionally you can encounter small boat and jet ski traffic and probably more so on the weekends. This was another of those good days and we had covered a bit more than 75 miles on this leg. We have covered more ground in three days than we had previously covered in a week. Our destination for the next day is Great Bridge, Virginia, only 18 miles away. We will still get an early start to get us there early. Our anchorage in Blackwater Creek puts us in Virginia.



What a difference just a few miles can make. By 10:00AM we were tied to the fuel dock at Atlantic Yacht Basin in Great Bridge to top off the fuel tanks. We probably could have made it all the way up the Bay but at $2.18 a gallon for diesel, we decided to not pass it up. The marina allowed us to top off our water tanks and sit at the dock for another 45 minutes until the bridge opened at 11:00AM. We also heard our friends on Diamond Girl calling someone on the radio so we called them. It seemed they were just north of us and we both had plans to tie up at the free seawall between the bridge and the lock for the evening. Another coincidence was a phone call from friends from Beaufort who just happened to be in Great Bridge and were wondering where we were. It is truly a very small world sometimes. It looks like this stop will be a bit of a social event for us and we have plans for dinner to get our much needed pizza fix at one of the local restaurants tonight.

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