Monday, November 12, 2018

Jekyll Island

833 nm   N31 02.737  W081 25.364

Our destination today was Jekyll Island.  But to get there, we would first have to go through the notorious Little Mud River, reputed to be the worst spot on the Atlantic ICW.

We left anchor a little later than usual at 8 am in order to hit Little Mud on a mid rising tide, and this worked like a charm.  We never saw anything to worry about, although there were a couple of spots that would have been less than 4 ft at low tide!

Once past Little Mud, most of the trip would be wide, deep river, until we got to Jekyll Creek, running along the western shore of Jekyll Island.  Reports were that there was no water at low tide in parts of Jekyll Creek.  Unfortunately, the timing for Little Mud meant that we would be getting to Jekyll Creek just at or past high tide.  This was both good and bad.  Good because it would give us maximum water, and bad because if I strayed from the channel and ran aground, it would be 12 hours before we would have a chance to get off!  Needless to say, I was very cautious when we got to Jekyll Creek!

And it was true, there were spots that would have been impossible to get past at low tide, but we stayed in the deeper water and made it through to the Jekyll Harbor Marina.  A sign outside the marina office welcomed us by name.
Welcome Sign

We like Jekyll Island, and planned to stay here for two days.  The marina has loaner bikes and now will sign out an electric golf cart for 90 minutes at a time.  We took advantage of this.
Our Chariot

 The tree-lined streets are like something out of a book, and the Mansions are spetacular.  Now a tourist destination, Jekyll Island was the winter retreat for some of the wealthiest families in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries.  In 1886, the Jekyll Island Club was formed by 53 members, with a limit of 100 members to preserve the club's exclusivity.  The clubhouse still stands as a hotel and restuarant.

The Jekyll Island Clubhouse
Bruce and Gayleen were now just a day behind us, and would leapfrog past us tomorrow and anchor at Cumberland Island, where we would meet up with them the next day.

Life is good.

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