St Augustine

After a good night’s sleep, we awoke about 5.30am and start
the generator and engine so it could tick over nicely before we headed out into
the Atlantic once again. The rain was still pelting down, and the wind was
still there but we needed to get down the coast in daylight. We steamed out
into the Atlantic and the wind had changed direction which was good, and we had
no following sea’s, and it was a lot calmer too. It was still freezing cold and
the wind was coming straight from the west and we had its broad side on. We
were flying at some stages and reached about 30 knots and averaged 8 knots the
whole day.

We eventually arrived about 2pm into St Augustine which is
the oldest city in America. We had to wait about half an hour for the bridge to
be opened before we could get our mooring ball, but this was not a problem as
the sun started to shine and we could see an old fort which would be nice to
visit. After mooring the boat, we jumped into the dingy and headed over to the
marina to pay for our stay and show our documents. After that we tied the dingy
to the dock we walked into the city, and I have to say it was a beautiful city
too. It was full of charm with its old buildings and cobble streets and it had
a fantastic feel about the place.  We could
not believe how busy it was and after asking someone what was going on we found
out it was the Christmas Boat Carnival. The place was buzzing, and we had to
wait over an hour just to get a table for something to eat but I can tell you
it was worth it.

The next day we had a look around the city and made our way
to the old fort. I’m used to Bamburgh Castle or Dunstanburgh Castle and they
are both big, but I have to say for America and what history it has I was very
impressed with it and the staff were amazing too. They even fired a real cannon
without the cannonball of course but it gave you a real feel hard it was back
in the day. 
The bridge opened every half an hour for all the boats passing through.

Dingy Dock. Loads of sailing folk moored their dingy’s here but you can see the docks were empty at the other side as it was damaged during the hurricane.

Jam packed streets 
  Old buildings every where and some where made out of compressed seashells. 

The bridge across into the fort

They slept in here on straw beds

Inside the fort

The guys were just about to set of the cannon. It was really load too. 

After a lovely stop, we headed out once again and sailed
down the coast towards Cape Canaveral.


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