North Again

Not back, just north. On a cold, frosty morning, I (James) hauled the anchor with my new gloves – yay! – and, just like that, we were underway. I (Dena), at the helm, grabbed the camera because it was a strange and gorgeous morning. Full moon to one side, sunrise on the other. The pic above is just before. This is just after, by James. It was such a beautiful morning. Broke, unemployed, and completely motivated, we headed north up the ICW. Wrightsville Beach has some attractions – 4G, a tourist season about to begin – okay, so it only really attracts us for the internet access. Oh – and a beach! Anyway, we’re anchored again (not back, just again) on the Banks Channel, with a municipal dinghy dock right next to us, a job opp upon the turning of the earth, and good hardware and grocery stores nearby. We’re here. We’re home. We’re together. We’re happy. The end. No. The beginning. Again. Whatever.

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