The ramp at negative low tide could have been nasty. Fortunately, we got to watch some folks go in ahead of us and when I put in a kind stranger from Georgia suggested that I move over this way if I wanted my trailer back

The next thing was to remind myself to start the motor before leaving the house (or go more often). I had Wavel go over the motor Thanksgiving and it worked so well, I didn't think about doing a pre-trip look-see - spent alot of time getting her to fire up at the dock.
The next thing was, What's with the fog!! The further we went, the worse it got. (oh - new #1 is a hand held GPS unit). So now it's blind AND in unfamilar surroundings.
The next thing was the attempt to go through the West Cut (and bump and scrape and more fog and no push pole). I kept asking Amanda is she were warm enough while we sat there and waited and waited. She kept saying she was ok. We had gotten into some stuff that what with the wind/current/tide/rocks = we were stuck.
I knew that if we just waited, the tide would catch up to us and be our friend. Oh, did I mention that we couldn't see more than 20 feet due to the fog.
I won't bore you telling about how many fish we caught or about how many wrong turns we took before finally getting out.
The moral(s) of the story are, don't make yourself believe that you're gonna be tomorrow's headline that says, "
Dad/Daughter Lost In Aucilla Fog on Last Day of 2005" - Mother histerical - Search found duo going around and around an island less than mile from landing!
Wanted: GPS, push pole, river guide