A rare fog, gracing New Year’s day, blanketed the marsh and creeks on on my arrival at the landing. The predicted south breeze was not present, but by the time I had launched Kingfisher and prepared to cast off, a breeze had sprung up and the fog had dissipated. We were sailing to windward,
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I almost missed a fine day for a sail out to the Northeast Point of Bull Island on a day off from work. Over the weekend, another great adventure in plumbing had turned nightmarish. Thankfully, help came before I anticipated, and with hot water running again in the Raynor household I was free to set
What was it about that day, August 9, which gave me such a bounce in my step and oozing anticipation? A series of marine and atmospheric conditions had converged: the new moon, with the accompanying larger range of tides (spring tides), with a low tide at 1:45 PM; marine forecast for east wind at 10-15
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It had been awhile since I had entered the interior of Bull Island, and certainly not since the heat had cranked up in the Lowcountry. This Monday was a day off for me, and came on the days before the July 4th weekend. The conditions were favorable for a sail out to the Northeast Point,
It was beastly hot, with the expectation to approach 100 again with high humidity. It seemed a bit early for this kind of blast furnace weather, only June 13. I had recovered from my early morning run with my running buddy Brantley Arnau to prepare for a sail around Bull Island, a circumnavigation of this
I’ve been waiting for the right series of conditions to make the sail across Bulls Bay to Sandy Point and back. I wanted to take the outgoing tide out to the bay, and make it across to Sandy Point to see what was left at low water. People have predicted that this island would be
I postponed my sail until Sunday afternoon, April 11, 2010, with the tide incoming for several hours before launching Kingfisher at the Romain Retreat landing. The winds were forecast for 10-15 knots from the NE, so I anticipated some tacks to get through the marshes via Andersonville Creek on the way to the Northeast Point
