As I opened my eyes this morning, it was a bit of a stretch to figure out that I was actually back on Star and in Charleston. But here I am armed with my IPod and ready to continue on. 
The first thing on the list was to put the dinghy overboard again. I had it all planned out with halyards, spinnaker pole, guy lines, everything one would need to launch one of the Queen Mary's lifeboats. In the end I flipped it over while still on the foredeck, raised it with the halyard, pushed it overboard, and lowered it to a very soft splash. Not what I expected, but I'll take it.
Next was would the engine start? If not I would become a customer at this yard-- not a good idea, since most boats here would use Star as a dinghy. As usual my fears were false, starting up on the first try and running as if it had been going everyday.
My chances for getting a ride to the grocery store weren't looking to good so I took inventory of what I had in my cooler and three storage bins, and clearly had enough to last to either Beaufort or even Savanna. I apparently have a thing for green cut beans, who would of thought?
Before leaving for the northern tundra I made sure everything would be ready to go when I got back for the rest of the trip south, I'm glad I did because I'm getting funny looks from the yard guys and I think it's time for the Yankee to take leave!
Thank goodness for Bill Livingston I would like to thank him here and say that this part of the trip would have been a lot different had it not been for his generosity. Without knowing it he probably added a whole month to the trip. Thank you.
Tonight we're going to go get a beer,I'll come back turn the boat around with the help of the tide and have Star point down river for an easy take off and say good bye to Charleston.
