We had a good day transiting the last 50 miles of the ICW, without event. Well, we did have one jerk at a bridge close on us and make us circle for a half hour, but we should have been faster. We passed the Hospital Point anchorage, our usual destination, but had plenty of time left, so kept going. We decided to anchor on the Hampton Flats, a very romantic spot by all the commercial and naval vessels pictured above. The winds are light, so hopefully we won't have much of a roll from passing traffic and surge.
Tomorrow: home. 55 nautical miles to go. It will be a long day but with a just reward.
There is a book by Kenneth Grahame, Wind in the Willows, that we gave our granddaughter on the occasion of her birth. It contains a dialogue that captures the essence of why we are doing what we are doing:
"This has been a wonderful day! said he, as the Rat shoved off and took to the sculls again.
"Do you know, I've never been in a boat before in all my life."
"What? cried the Rat, open-mouthed: "Never been in a-you never-well I-what have you been doing, then?"
"Is it so nice as all that? asked the Mole shyly, though he was quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.
"Nice? It's the ONLY thing" said the Water Rat solemnly,as he leant forward for his stroke.
"Believe me, my young friend, there is NOTHING--absolutely nothing--half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."
We consider ourselves fortunate that we "get" the Water Rat.