With the shallow water we had to go through we knew it would be prudent to travel on higher tides and particularly on rising tides. On this particular day we were going to go through some notorious shoaling areas later in the trip and the tidal sequence was out of sync with our travels. This caused us to leave the marina at 1235 at a near zero and descending tide in order to have enough depth and a rising tide at the time necessary.
Since we had all morning at the marina we took advantage of the courtesy car to go to a Harris Teeter grocery store. This was our first experience with the Harris Teeter grocery chain and we discovered we really like their organization, presentation and inventory.
Leaving the dock was an opportunity as we were sandwiched between a very large catamaran and another very large sailboat. The current was running around 2 mph from stern to bow so we were able to leave the midship stern spring line on and let the current rotate our stern out till we could back out, against the current, past the catamaran and on our way.
Georgia has several large sounds that are connected to the Atlantic and need to be crossed as part of the AICW. We had crossed St. Mary’s Sound, St. Andrews Sound and St. Simons Sound already in this state. Today we traversed a long way east and then across the Altamata Sound before crossing the Doboy Sound. This finally brought us to New Teakettle Creek after successfully negotiating the shoal areas on the McKay River and Little Mud River. Unfortunately it had been necessary to buck the current a good share of the day to accommodate this tidal situation so it was a long day of travel for the distance made.
New Teakettle Creek had great depth for anchorage and was wide enough to put out a 7:1 scope on the anchor. It was truly in the Georgia Low Country as all we could see in every direction was marsh grass. This knocks down wind waves but certainly provides no protection from the winds of which we had 15-20 mph from the SE most of the day. The bottom was mud though and the anchor dug in like we were affixed to a rock. We felt very secure even though the 2 mph tidal current and the wind caused us to squirrel around more than we liked. We were definitely out in the marsh wilderness and all alone.