The Wayfarer Midwinters of 2005
Marc's and Al's long and winding trip to LESC - 1
photos mostly by Uncle Al


SHADES being awakened from hibernation in Oakville, Ontario on Friday, January 28th in -20C.
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Late on Friday afternoon, Marc Bennett (l) and Uncle Al are ready for warmer climes, but first ...

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... a fill-up at the local Starbucks.

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Good driving weather - no precipitation - and we reach our Days Inn in Erie, PA, with lots of time to enjoy a nice supper next to the hotel at Doc Holliday's, a happy Country & Western bar with great food. Back in our room, the Weather Channel goes on and on about a major ice storm about to cause chaos in the US south-east and which will then work its way north. We go to sleep wondering where we will meet the monster. Pleasant dreams!!

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Saturday, the 29th: Marc and I tend to have similar sleep patterns: at 4 a.m., my eyes pop open to find Marc has just woken up as well. "Shall we?" I ask. "Why not?" replies Marc. "Perhaps we'll beat some of the ice storm if we leave now." Our plan is to reach Nags Head in North Carolina's lovely Outer Banks today. With the roads still clear, we make good time past Pittsburgh, Washington and Richmond. Still no snow or freezing rain as we pass Norfolk and reach the lowlands next to the Atlantic. Now we have real hopes of missing the freezing rain, since the moderating effect of the nearby ocean should keep us from getting anything that stays on the ground as ice. 

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Presto! Mid-afternoon finds us rainless, happy and checked into a nice beachfront hotel in Nags Head.

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Already we feel better, even though the temperature is just into the 40's Fahrenheit.
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SHADES is left to guard our hotel room, while Marc and I head off to a fine dinner at the Outer Banx Steakhouse where we revisit with the owners and with other friends we had made in 2003. We tuck ourselves into bed early (10 p.m.) and plot strategy for Sunday. With a day of heavy, cold rains forecast, we decide to make this our only night on the Banks, and to head south as quickly as we can - perhaps to an overnight stop in Beaufort, South Carolina, which so impressed Lee Hughes during his Wayfarer voyage up the US East Coast as chronicled in The Biggest Boat I Could Afford.
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Sunday, the 30th: It was still dark as we left Nags Head in rain, heavy at times, but no freezing rain, on Sunday morning. By the time we stopped for gas in the lowlands halfway to Rocky Mount and I-95, the rain had washed the salt off both car and boat (see photo below!!). Marc and I felt great, and even the lousy gas station coffee couldn't dim that feeling of joy. By early afternoon, we were in ...
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... Beaufort, South Carolina. A lovely town, even on a ...
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... fairly cool and breezy afternoon.
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After the long day's driving, the cold $1.00 beer at Kathleen's on the main drag was doubly welcome.
Always the gentleman, Marc helped our lovely bartender to put the bar's Lego Kathleen who had had a great fall ...
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... back together again. A lovely place, Kathleen's - with great food and very nice prices, which we thoroughly tried out ...
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... after getting another waterfront room for the night.
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They even gave us a parking spot that would let us ...
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... leave SHADES hooked up to the car while we walked back down the main street to Kathleen's.
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Monday, Jan. 31st: Marc and I had no trouble picturing
Lee Hughes and Wanderer in this fine setting on the Beaufort waterfront.
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But even the lovely early morning coffee from Common Ground (above - note the nice harbour area reflected in the windows), could not keep us there. We wanted more warmth than the coffee was providing. Today's ambitious plan was to get as far south as we could (comfortably!) manage, hopefully to Lake Eustis and beyond, to Treasure Island south of St. Petersburg. Our charmed life, weather-wise, continued as we saw hardly any more rain while the radio was full of tales of snowy and icy woe from the areas we had passed through unscathed only a couple of days ago. By mid-afternoon we had zipped through Jacksonville and its frantic pre-Super Bowl preparations and were at the Lake Eustis Sailing Club where we quickly dropped off and rigged SHADES before ...     
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... continuing on towards Tampa/St.Petersburg. Lots of hurricane damage still in evidence here on the Gulf Coast. Our Ramada Inn from last year was gone but we found another waterfront room for the night. And fortunately, our fond memories restaurant from last year, Sculley's, had survived, and we had another great meal there. Later, we discovered that it was not the hurricanes that had done in the Ramada, but rather developers who wanted beachfront condos space.
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