7:15 under power out of Wallys Leg (and still wondering about that name). Calm, peaceful night. Two dolphins at the mouth of the creek. 7:25 sails up on the Mackay River. It feels like slack high tide but a crab pot float shows the flood tide still running.
At red marker "232" just enough wind to sail against the tide, 0.6, 8:15 making 3.1 as the wind fills in.
Just wonderful sailing through the marsh, not another soul in sight.
The river curves south and making 2.8 but struggling against the wind and the tide. Tacking but sometimes not gaining ground, sometimes losing ground. Wind comes and goes. 9:25 struggling to round a point, keep loosing ground on the starboard tack. Finally give in, crank up the outboard and motor around the point.
The river opens up and better wind, making 3.5 against the tide. 10:45 doing 5.0 towards the bridge and wonder why I didn't have this wind an hour ago.
11:05 under the bridge, tacking through the channel that leads to St. Simons Sound. Nice run down past two green markers towards red marker "250."
11:45 reach red "250" and attempt to begin a series of tacks to the southwest. Choppy and confused water coming down from the Turtle River. And I realize I have made a mistake. I'm just inside the inlet and the tide has turned. The ebb is carrying a massive from the Mackay and Turtle Rivers, connecting creeks and marshes, out through the narrow inlet. That water, combined with the west wind, is carrying us south and east. The ocean is not that far away, and I'm losing ground.
Under power against the ebb, sails slatting in the wind. Get a further inside the inlet, try to sail but still can't make headway. Sails down, under power. I'm surprised how much ground is lost in the few minutes that it takes to bring down the sails.
Throttle up against the tide. 12:45 pounding against the chop, pick out the entrance markers for Jekyll Creek. 1:10 in the creek. Call ahead to Jekyll Island Marina.
Docked at the marina 2:15. Windy, gusty and hot. I'm frustrated. I should have known better that to try and sail against the west wind and ebb tide. Sit in the shade of tree, have a glass of iced tea, try to relax.
At dinner I check the forecast. Some rough weather is coming. Decide to worry about it tomorrow.
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