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Just this Thursday, I was sailing with some friends on my 27' Tartan @ Julington Creek, we hugged the shoreline a little too close while soaking up the rays and visuals while even contemplating going up into the creek of this lush landscape that was just across the St. Johns from the Jullington.
Well we opted not to head into the creek, so while looking too get back into the channel we ran aground and bam all 4 of us where out of the boat pushing. None of us thought to put a line out just incase the boat got pushed off and caught the wind. We were actually trying to use the wind to help push us off, so the main sail and the jib where up, and the wind was gusting nicely. So if the wind took the boat I could see a bunch of worn out sailors looking in dismay to just how unfortunately stupid they were for not thinking to throw a line out before attempting to loose their boat.
I wonder what the bottom looks like...
We had to wait for the tide to come back up before finally being able to sail off, so I called my brother and got a ride back to the marina and wound up grabbing some more beer while dropping off two of the passengers. The sailing trip turned into a camping trip. Using the wench we pulled ourselves to deeper water with the anchor we placed in deeper water, we wound up sailing out around 2 AM (high tide), the wind sure did help.
The best part of the day was not sailing, swimming next to the boat with the sails down when the wind calmed down, with a rope with a float attached to the end, Getting stuck there was priceless, watching the stars emerge new moon and sun set followed by all kinds of woodland creatures coming to life at night. I was not looking forward to having to go in the water in the middle of the night to wrestle alligators. It was a good thing the water rose enough for us to get dislodged with just the wind wench and anchor
Last edited by JagsBch; 04-21-2007 at 03:42 PM.