Hupdate (hurricane update)

Okay, I’m writing this post about our stay at North West Creek Marina. Something I have said repeatedly to my parents is that when we first pulled in to the marina, it looked kind of foreign and different. Not the boats piled on the docks, because there weren’t any yet, but the place itself. It looked different. By the time we left the marina, it was like a neighborhood. It was exciting leaving the marina, but also sad. We were leaving our new friends, but also continuing our travels.

The first days back at the marina from our hotel in D.C. were really busy. My mom was sewing the main sail, I was doing laundry in a dock cart (it was a big load). I also made lunch. An example of how long the day was is, if I told you every detail, it would take five hours.

Here is an example of how gross North Carolina water is, when my dad and I were doing our last rinse load of laundry, a woman came up to us and offered us rubber gloves. Apparently the woman thought we were washing clothes salvaged from the hurricane waters.

The water here is so gross that you could get infected from it. Sorry about your heebie-jeebies.

On our second day back from D.C. my mom returned our rental car while my dad sent me up the mast to string the lazy jacks and put up our burgees. On our third day back from D.C. I went up the mast to string the lazy jacks again, because my parents had to take them down to hoist the mainsail. Note to nervous nellies: I wore a harness.

At one point we dinghied up a river thing and saw an adorable little tug boat and a forty five foot catamaran that was picked up out of the water by Florence and put in someone’s back yard. In case you were wondering, the catamaran was named Dawn Treader, from Narnia.

Another day, we dinghied up another river and saw a motor boat named Shasta, I don’t think they meant the character Narnia, but, Dawn Treader and Shasta…pretty neat. If you haven’t read the Narnia books by C.S Lewis, read them!