Saturday, November 5th, 2011 Port Royal Landing

  Awful night.  Due to the strong north wind and the current, the boat got butt slapped until about 2am when the tide changed.  It sounded like the boat was going to fall apart.  Ken looked to see if we could move the boat, but without help, there was no way.  I fell asleep early and woke when it grew quiet!, then didn’t sleep well after that.  I waited until dawn to walk the long dock to the shower.

  When I came back 2 deckhands, Ken, Geoff, and Katja were turning Blue Planet to put her bow into the wind and decrease the butt slapping.  It was all they could do to hold the boat, but they managed and it was a relief for them and the boat to be pointed into the wind.  Then it was Plumpuppet’s turn, and I panicked!  There was no way I wanted to be a part of bringing her around the end of the dock, near the bridge pilings, buffeted by the winds and the current, onto the inside.  I grabbed the backpack, stuffed in the computer, and left for the marina office.  Poor Katja was left to hand the lines to the men, but Ken said it was easy.  They held the bow at the end of the dock, the wind and waves pushed the stern out, Ken motored out and they pulled him around and the wind pushed him over to the dock.  By the time I got back, Ken had the electric reconnected and the boat buttoned down.

  We four took the courtesy car, or truck, into Beaufort and walked around the historical district looking at the impressive antebellum homes.  And then on to some shopping and back to the marina.  We met a family with 2 girls on their way to the Bahamas.  Blue Planet came into a protected slip close to us.  Later we all went to the First Annual Beaufort Pirate Festival at Back Porch Grill where most everyone, but us, was dressed in outrageous pirate costumes and a live band played outside in the cold and wind.  We stood under a propane heater and listened to the music.