To Little Bay
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 8 Jun 2011 22:59
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To Little
Bay
 We left
our stunning anchorage at eight thirty and just
marveled at the sheer beauty. We wound our way back toward the main
channel, turned left into the main channel. The lands along the
Waccamaw River in coastal South Carolina are rich in history. For more than ten
thousand years, nomadic Indians moved quietly along the broad floodplains,
leaving only faint traces of their existence. In the early 1700's,
European settlers carved trails through the wilderness and established a new
beginning for their descendants, who would create empires from
rice.
   We passed Wachesaw Plantation,
once the site of two 19th-century rice plantations, on the Waccamaw River near
Murrells Inlet. Today Wachesaw Plantation is a private residential golf
community, but remnants of its past continue to be carefully uncovered. The
developers of Wachesaw have managed to capture much of its unique southern
heritage through archaeological research and restoration.
    The gorgeous silence was only briefly disturbed when a hover boat appeared making the most awful racket. As he passed us the air filled with a fine mist of water and that hit us at about the same time as the bow wave, after a minute of being in a washing machine, he turned off and thankfully soon disappeared.
  Just a baby gator today and some turtles
warming up, reminding us of the Amazon in Peru
  Next it was osprey alley, I know I'm not supposed to put in any more
pictures of them unless they are clutching a great big, fat cod - I just
couldn't resist, the stunned looks on the top birds and especially the baby
in the centre of the second shot.
 We passed this
general store in the middle of nowhere Pratt's, that says Pyatt's I think you'll
find Bear Oh.
 The scenery changed again, we passed what in a film would
pass as a haunted wood, fully expecting to see movie crews at
work
  This is a railway bridge that only closes for trains. We passed and
watched the bridge tender exercising and I thoroughly enjoyed the
sight
    A posh house, a great Berger house, a jetty under
construction, a set of condos complete with lighthouse
   Then our first group
of truly Lego houses, thank heavens for a lovely one
- complete with a crab
  As we neared
North Myrtle Beach (home of the shag) we saw an orca and a
couple of retired buoys. Behind a McDonalds no less.
   The Barefoot Princess came past, turned at the bridge we
had just come under and radioed to overtake, ugly backside or
what
   A great
garden ornament, the Greg Norman Australian Grille and a cable car crossing the
river
  A motorboat called
Little Latitude, they had overtaken us and asked
the bridge to wait a couple of minutes to let us
through together - really kind
  The
sign says New York 650 miles. An odd looking bird overhead
 The lowest swing
bridge yet
  Whatever next
- two casino boats
 What it's all about
 At this huge crossroads we turned left just off the channel
to anchor
 Meet Seacall, an elderly
single-hander about to anchor, we were next, did the polite
thing and did a u-turn and ended up waiting an hour. Then pushing the action
with a radio conversation we both settled in for the night. Then an
American boat asked which
way the red should be, i.e. if they had taken red to their left, they would have
ploughed through three anchored boats and mown the bulrushes, was that a hint to
put it to their right ??? We answered nicely glad that this forty one mile
journey had come to an end.
ALL IN ALL ANOTHER ACTION PACKED
DAY
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