Too many Sounds

I can group a couple of days in this post.  The weather was cold of course and the main worry was crossing all the Georgia sounds because some of the routes take you partially out the inlets.  Some went well while others were worthy of holding your breath wondering if the engine was about to stop.  Some time during all this I anchored on the Frederica River doing my marsh thing.  Open anchorages where hard for us because you weren’t always streaming downwind.  Sometimes the current would take over and she would be broadside to the waves with rolling to follow.