July 7, 2013 by Last Star blog
We remembered Fernadina Beach from our trip down as a very small town with not much to offer other than a quaint historic center. Well, either we were ICW zombies when we came through or more likely we were simply too rushed to spend much time here. It is a great small town with a variety of culinary treats and the oldest bar in Florida! We found a great ice cream shop with famous fudge, we had ice cream but the fudge slices were about a half-pound each. Not our bag, man. As it was the 4th of July weekend it was teeming with tourists. We walked for hours and found the city and the people very captivating.
We came via an ocean route, we were tired of the ICW and were happy to be on the open ocean again. The cats were thrilled that we were no longer on the dock and they could roam as they pleased, which really means they just slept outside instead of inside. Cooper and I were a little green around the gills in the beginning as the incoming ocean waves were butted up against the outgoing tides…stand up, sit down, sick up! After some napping we were both much better. We saw about 6 shrimpers out there working their nets, I always think they are so graceful The birds behind them make them seem a little like Pig Pen in a Charlie Brown comic as they look like dust behind the boats. The dolphins stream behind the boats as well, picking up tidbits and playing in their waves. We saw a very large sea-turtle who seemed to be thrashing in the water with only one flipper above the water line, as if he was either waving hello or hailing us for help. We were both horrified at the idea he could be trapped in a line, net or bag as they so often are. As we got closer we realized it was not actually a very large turtle but two turtles, and he was not a he but a she and she was not waving hello or hailing us for help (well maybe she was) but waving us off from intruding on their romantic venture. We were aghast at our faux-paux and made some lame apologies and sailed away. Laughing at our relief that it was not hurt, just having turtle sex. We saw four F15-C close to Jacksonville, I think Hank was missing his cross country larks, oh wait, he is still on a cross country lark.
As we approached the channel to the inlet the marker bouys were rocking making the bells sing their sad forlorn songs, I love that sound.We sailed into the Fernadina inlet and passed this large paper mill. EEE GAD the smell. It was short lived and then it just smelled like a fresh ream of paper, oooo the possibilities. We took a mooring ball and dinghied into the marina. We spent two full days walking around and poking into places, and eating ice cream. We had fantastic fried oysters and shrimp tacos at Timoti’s, yummmmmy
We stepped into the Palace to have a beer at the oldest bar in Florida but the cloud of cigar smoke made my stomach lurch and my eyes burn, so we skipped it. There are so many places to eat and drink in this tiny town, how could we have missed all this the first time? Like I said, I think we were ICW zombies. Here is a photo tour of this lovely southern town.
Today is (was by the time you read this or we get internet to post it)the 4th of July and we are excited to watch the fireworks from the boat. The fireworks barge pulls in and shoots them in our harbor, so it should be spectacular. The mooring field has filled up…if you are not watching the show, you are part of the show. Another adorable beach town and finally a break in the rain!
So, here is the daily cat saga. They have been very very playful lately, chasing each other through the boat for long stretches. We replaced a rug we hated with a better rug(better but not perfect) but this one is just a throw and they love to push it all up in the corner or get under it when they are playing. Here is a photo essay of their play today. They make us laugh with their antics.