Pungo to Cedar Creek, anchor

The alarm clock went off at 5:30. I went to the top deck to look out at the brilliant stars above. While chilly there was no wind. It was a gorgeous morning.

But in the next hour the fog snuck up on us. We headed out going a bit slower than usual -- running lights on, fog horn blaring, and radar and AIS up and running. As a rule we do travel in the fog. Others put that in the "no go" category, but being from Florida, we're prepared. We also have special sun glasses we wear that brighten up everything.

It took a couple of hours for the patchy soup to eventually  burn off. The day was, as predicted, flawless. Every body of water we traversed was calm. The sun was out, the sky was blue... what more could we ask for?

Fog creeping in from the port.
It did catch us, eventually.

Once off the last bit of big water we dropped the hook. We discovered Cedar Creek on the way out, using it to wait out bad winds on the Neuse. Now that's all behind us for another year, we're ready to make some Sheppard's Pie, vegetarian style, of course.

Runnin' in the fog.

On the Pamlico...

,,, and the Neuse.