December 1, 2012
We are wrapped in a blanket of fog this morning. If it were not for the birds standing on the pilings, I would be unable to see the piling. We decided to take a walk around town to see the Cannonball House near St. Mary's square since we were obviously not going out of our cozy slip into the foggy water.
Walking around St. Michael's is a treat for anyone who likes history. Every other home or building has a placard stating its place in the beginnings of this village. The only place of business open at 8:00 a.m. was the Acme Grocery Store. As soon as we stepped through the doors we were transported to the 1960's type grocery. Old, but clean and well stocked, we could have provisioned her without a problem.
After breakfast, we walked over to the Mariner's museum. The museum store is a great place to shop. I have found that most museum stores are great stores. Steve wandered outside to the lighthouse to check out the fog from that view point. The fog was hanging on even as the sun was becoming more visible. We decided to leave at 1:00 to head back to Edgewater.
We rode along in very poor visibility for about 2 hours. We are thankful for radar and a navigation system. There were times that we passed navigational markers clearly visible on the radar, but completely hidden from our view by the fog. As one point, we could see a blob traveling toward us on the radar, but we could not see the blob with our eyes. Steve slowed the boat to idle speed. We watched the blob pass ahead of us on the radar screen. We opened the doors and could just barely hear an engine, then we felt and saw the wake left by whatever had driven by us.
Finally, the fog began to lift. The sky and water were a very pale shade of gray, making it almost impossible to tell where the sea and sky met. All color was washed from the horizon. We began to see several fishing boats. It was a much more pleasant ride even though there was much more traffic. Being able to see where one is traveling is a real advantage. We passed by several container ships that were at anchor and headed toward Selby Bay. Again, the stubborn fog rolled in covering our path.
Barrie and Mary were there to help us with our lines. Steve was exhausted. I thought he did a great job getting us through the fog . We were happy to spend the evening on Proud Mary watching the Georgia vs. Alabama SEC championship game. It was a great game, but sadly, Georgia lost 32-28. On a side note, I received a text during the game from a former student who declared he is marrying my daughter. We will just have to see how that plays out. It's not the first time someone has told of plans to marry my daughter; I supposed it won't be the last. I can't wait to hear this story.
Jeremiah 31:3 Lamentations 3:22-26