Day 29, Wednesday,
October 26, 2016
Today turned out to be
an interesting day. I am still at the
River Dunes Marina but wanted to move on to the town dock in Oriental. The holdup is my camera. Back in the Chesapeake, it got wet in a rain
storm. The power switch evidently
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| Heading out in the River Dunes entrance canal |
has
corroded because it does not make contact when it is turned on. If you hold down pressure on it, it will
sometimes come on but it is most unpredictable.
My son Scott has the identical camera and has shipped his body to me and
when it arrives, I will send my back to the factory to be refurbished.
Getting it to me is a
challenge because I am a moving target heading down the ICW. I knew we would be at River Dunes for a couple
of days so I assumed that I could get it here.
It turns out that this mega organization is not particular interested in
getting its mail. Their mailbox is over
a mile from the marina and the
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| Wung out heading for Oriental |
check it ever few days. I became frustrated trying to get them to see
the importance of my point. Scott had
sent it by overnight mail and had a tracking number. He called me this morning and told me that
there had been an attempted delivery but no one was present to sign for it so
it was returned. I went to the marina a
desk to get the phone number of the post office and a lady, who is an employee
in another division of this complex happened to be there and overheard the
conversation. She offered that she was
heading to town and would take me to the post office. She also know the mail carrier and had her
phone number. She called the gal and set
up a location where we could meet. It
worked!
Back at the boat, I
fired up the little engine and headed for Oriental. Out in the
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| Shrimp boat in Oriental Harbors |
open water, I had a nice following
breeze so I put up both sails and cruised the 8 miles down the river the town
dock. It was a really pleasant ride.
The town dock has only
about 4 or 5 spots to pull in a boat and all of them were filled except for a
space right along the wall. As I pulled
in two folks from our group came to the wall to assist me. They let me know that this spot was available
because it is quite shallow. No problem
for me. I raise my center board and
coasted up for a perfect landing and tie up.
I am located right in the middle of the
town directly across from the
Bean Coffee Shop.
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| Second Wind tied up along the wall in the crowded town dock |
After securing and
tidying up the boat, I went across the street to the Bean and enjoyed another
of their frozen concoctions. I don’t
know the name of this one but I do know that it was good.
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| The "Bean;" a true cultural experience |
Parked where I am,
folks are continually walking by the boat and stopping to talk. It was really fun. I met a number of interesting folks. Many of them were boaters others were
tourists interested in my excursion.
A while back I had
purchased a couple of small ribeye steaks that I had planned to grill but with
all of the group dining parties, I had not gotten them cooked. So, tonight was the night. I grilled one and accompanied it with a big
bowl of cheesy grits.
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| The Silos Restaruant |
After dinner a Bill and
his wife Tina from one of the other boats offered that they were going to a
restaurant called the Silos for dinner and to listen to local guitar players
gather for an open mike session. We
walked about a mile to this unique restaurant.
It is made of two adjoined large grain bins that have been converted
into this really net establishment. The
bar/restaurant is on the second floor which is decorated with hundreds of vinyl
record and their covers. It was packed
with folks who come to this weekly Wednesday night event. The event lasted 2 hours and probably 6 or so
individual or groups performed. The
skill level was across the board but it turned
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| Open mike night at the Silos |
out to be a really fun evening. Since I had already eaten, I had a salad and
a glass of wine. My friends had pizza and
some other Italian dish along with a cannoli.
It was really a fun evening.
The walk back was a bit
cold but a brisk walk made
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| Inside of Silos. Note the cutout walls of the grain bin |
it tolerable.
I was in bed by 9:30.
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