He was a pleasant enough "good old boy", and after taking some measurements and looking around confirmed that one side of the alternator wasn't working...of course I knew that. He had no alternators in stock and so he simply tied the house and starter batteries to the working half of the alternator that should hold us fine till we can get to a place that can replace the alternator. That will be Beaufort.
We cast off at 10:30 and began the trip to Coinjock, 30 miles away.
It is, like most of the ICW, a pretty ride. tree lined vista's, lots of boats heading south, and a large tug heading north
There were two bridges that we timed poorly, necessitating about 15 miniutes of milling about, which in a boat meants using the throttle in forward and reverse to try to keep in one place while wind and current try to move it to a different place...moslty we succeeded.
It was a bit chill, turned cloudy, and then started to drizzle. We passed through the North Landing River, a remarkably wide river, which fed into Currituck Sound, an even wider body of water, which led to the North river, and then into Coinjock.
The marina is a long dock onto which the boats line up...no slips like the marina at home.
The boats are packed in tight, cheek to jowl as it were.
But the best thing about the Coinjock Marina is the Coinjock restaurant, whcih is steps from the dock.
It serves many things, but is know far and wide for its 32oz prime rib, which of course I had
Of course we had dinner with Hayden and Radeen
By the way, the others had filet and seafood for dinner... their loss!!
Tomorrow we anchor at Tuckahoe point, just adjacent to the mouth of the famed Alligator-Pungo Canal
It's supposed to be cold....good we brought our long johns
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