Sloop Point anchorage at Topsail Beach, NC
11/18, 1016.8, N5-10, 64/54, sunny - In the newfound anchorage at Swansboro, we slept the soundest, best night ever in this area. The sunrise, with birds flocking over the marsh, was magnificent.
After breakfast, Dobbs suggested I row Murphy to shore, to walk on the beach at the spoil island and he would up anchor and motor out to meet me. I’m so glad he encourage me - the beach was beautiful. The island is a steep dune-type sand island, covered in grasses and shrubs, with a light-colored soft sand beach on its eastern tip. Intermixed with the sand are small smooth pebbles and a variety of shells. I picked up a brown-hued scallop shell for my collection. Murphy enjoyed the time running free.
We startled some large wading birds that appeared to be a type of ibis, white with black wing tips. (I just looked it up - American white ibis.) They were impressive to see airborne.
Dobbs met us with Grace at the junction with the ICW and we continued south.
Today’s motoring saw us through Camp LeJeune, Onslow Beach, and Surf City. We’re anchored off the ICW to one side of the channel opposite Sloop Point, to the SE of green “12”. It’s glassy calm and yet the surf at the beach is loud even here, a half-mile away. We arrived early - 2pm - so I had time to start catching up on our travelogue - I’m about 10 days behind. I like typing in the log entries, reading them a second time (I keep a paper log book), and sorting through the photos and videos to choose the ones I think best represent reality. Traveling and experiencing a new community every day can be almost surreal - like a dream. Putting our story “on paper” helps ground us. I also took some time in the afternoon to call my Mom for our weekly chat, and I was able to sit barefoot in the cockpit while doing so.
Before dark, Dobbs rowed Murphy the mile round-trip to the Hampstead Boating Access Area.
I heated up some Greek vegetable stew I made and canned over the summer and paired it with hot ham and cheese for dinner.