Captain Randy powers up at 10:35 am and
we have 60 nautical miles to go to reach the Beaufort Inlet. The Wrightsville Beach area is visible on
shore but we have to run out 12 miles off shore in order to avoid the Camp
Lejeune military exercise area. There
are regular artillery firing and beach landing exercises across the ICW and
into the Atlantic. ICW travelers are
stopped by flags, lights and boats.
Ocean travelers must stay outside of the yellow buoys; unless you want
to be fired on! We passed, but could not
see, Snead’s Ferry and Swansboro. The
waves were picking up and when we hit the Beaufort Inlet, conditions were
similar to a day earlier when we went into the Cape Fear River: wave heights were 5-6 feet. The current, tides and wind all have a hand
in how the water behaves. We pull into Beaufort Dock at 1:40pm. You need to get the right pronunciation of Beaufort depending on whether you are in North Carolina or South Carolina (hence the title of today's post) or be corrected by locals.
Several islands sit to the south and
east of Beaufort, making it very scenic as well as a historic seaport. It is the third oldest town in North Carolina
whose most famous resident was the notorious Blackbeard the Pirate. He is said to have sunk his own ship, the Queen Ann’s Revenge, on the shoals here and recovered artifacts
can be found in the Beaufort Maritime Museum.
Also in the museum is a "lifesaver" capsule used to rescue people off a ship in trouble off shore. The one pictured below carried 11 people! One of the most interesting places to visit here is the Old Burying
Ground. Most of the graves date back to
the 19th Century, and some earlier.
The local Historical Association has marked 28 of them and gives out a
brochure with the stories of each inhabitant.
There are officers from the Revolutionary War, War of 1812, and Civil
War, emancipated slaves, and local families.
A British naval officer is buried standing up as he did not want to be
buried “with his boots off”. A young
girl who died on a return voyage from London was placed in a rum barrel on
board the ship so that her father could bring her home to be buried.
Later we sat on the upstairs porch at
the Dock House, looking out at Shackelford Island and saw 2 horses at the
shore. These horses had been left
centuries ago and run wild on several islands.
It was exciting to actually see them!
We had dinner on another outdoor porch at Aqua, a local tapas restaurant
where we had a gourmet meal that included an unusual Caesar’s salad, grouper
over noodles and vegetables, and shrimp with kale and lentils. To top it all off, the Hawks won and kept
their chances for the Stanley Cup alive!!
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