The creek was a mirror, and as we were outbound, we passed several sailboats tucked up near the creek’s mouth. One of these boats we had seen in George Town, Exumas, Bahamas, over 700 miles ago!
Looking back, with the marsh grass obscuring the creek’s surface, they appeared to be sitting in a field of grass.
At high tide, the banks are awash, with lovely live oaks draped with Spanish moss.
At first the shoreline had working boat yards.
Then, on to Charleston, where the elegant historic homes of the battery lined the Intracoastal Waterway.
Contrast that with the ultra-modern Charleston Bridge.
And across the bay in the distance, historic Fort Sumter.
We see why this is called “Low Country.” The land is barely above sea level, and you might be able to make out the lighthouse, miles away in this photo.
We proceeded with caution in the Minim Canal, and this small car ferry darted across just after we had passed.
The night’s anchorage was quiet and secure in Thoroughfare Creek, just ¼ mile off the Intracoastal Waterway.
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