May 10, Day 319 – Tom Point Creek to Price Creek

We were underway this morning by 9:00 after a quick breakfast. The weather was cool, but no wind (or so we thought). As we left the creek and entered back into the Intracoastal, we discovered it was actually quite windy. Back in our snug little anchorage we had felt nothing. As the day progressed Linda put on long pants and a jacket. Can’t believe just the other day we were complaining about the heat and humidity. Gerry even succumbed and put on a jacket. One positive was – no bugs today.

We passed by Charleston around 12:30. We had decided not to stop in Charleston as we visited the area for over a week last year in April while attending the Great Loop Rendezvous. We passed through places with unusual names like Toogoodoo, Wappoo and Copahee. We finally decided to anchorage in Price Creek. All of the anchorages along this section of the ICW are basically just marshes – no trees – but this one seemed to have pretty good wind protection. The creek is an inlet to the ocean, but is basically shoaled over and therefore used only by boaters with local knowledge, and then only in small craft.

We checked our schedule and decided we were pretty much on track, maybe even a day or two ahead. However, tomorrow we plan to make it a long day so we’ll have plenty of flexibility.


When we left this morning, the 2 sailboats were still in the anchorage

Besides the sailboat, we also noticed some nasty sandbars in the anchorage. Fortunately, we missed them.

The area along the ICW was basically residential, but we turned a corner and found this bit of industry

This was an area known as Church Flats. It's where the tides meet and apparently the name was derived from the practice of going to church on the flood tide and coming home on the ebb -- long service

This is the cut to the Ashley River that flows along the peninsula of downtown Charleston

This house was situated on the cut. Its bottom level was covered with ivy

A look at the marinas and anchorage in Charleston -- a very busy place -- with the heavy wind we were glad we weren't stopping and trying to work our way in

Looking back at Charleston and the bridge that crosses the Cooper River

Another one of the swing bridges in the area -- we didn't require an opening

We passed between two islands -- This is the Isle of Palms. It's very developed with homes, shops, resorts and restaurants

The other side was Goat Island -- not developed at all. From 1931 to the early 60's the only inhabitants were Henry "Goat Man" Holloway, his wife Blanche, and a herd of goats. Since their death, more and more homes are showing up on Goat Island, but it is still relatively isolated. It was an interesting contrast as we made passage between the two islands.

While it doesn't look like much, this was the entrance for our anchorage tonight -- Price Creek