In the morning, the tide in Blackbeard's Creek was exceptionally high, and so I pulled anchored shortly after daylight and went up river. I knew that I needed to come back out of there by about mid-tide, but it was definitely worth exploring!
We passed the Refuge dock, and Allen jumped off and grabbed us some brochures, and we continued up about a half mile further. Then we decided to return to the pier, and Allen went ashore and walked some of the trails while I secured the dinghy, and the vessel for the 30 knot winds, and any rough seas we might meet as we journeyed back south.
While I had the engines shut down, I enjoyed listening to the birds calling everywhere. We were probably the only folks for a couple of miles, and it sure was sweet listening to all the sounds of the marsh, and the woods, and the ocean.
When Allen returned, we ran down the creek, noting how the water had dropped four feet in the creek in the two hours we'd been exploring. The tide there was amazing.
We ran all that day noticing the extremes of the tide.
We finally anchored in the upper end of the Brickhill River at 30 53.279 81 27 311, in a nice wide river anchorage, where we could blow all night in 360 degree circles!
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