Since we weren't loving how much the boat was bobbing around at the dock in Savannah, we decided to go a few miles over to Wilmington to meet our now new friends Jenn and Mark. Before leaving I bummed around the city a little bit more, there were runners everywhere from the Rock n' Roll marathon that had just happened, where there is a different band at each mile, which equals 26 bands-that's a lot! It seems like a great idea, except the people who are running get to see/hear the band only for a minute, as they run by, so I'm not really sure who the bands are for.
|Mmmm salt water taffy in the making|
|I'm guessing this is for the runners, or maybe Savannah just loves bananas|
As we were leaving we met John from the catamaran 40 Roses who had just come from a rough run on the ocean. He gave me some great advice (actually I'm not exactly sure that it was advice). He told me that I was going to hate John from time to time, like really hate him, and that we would want to kill each other, and I would be wondering how I let him drag me here and so on and so forth. So much to look forward to.
On that note we left the Savannah City Dock and made it to Turners Creek in Wilmington, Ga as the sun set. We met with Jenn (who I had met online at a sailing forum called Desperate Sailors when John and I were looking to possibly find another crew member to join us) and her husband Mark. They just bought their sailboat Luna Sea several months ago and are looking to do what we're doing, but possibly more long term if they enjoy it.
We went on their boat for dinner and drinks and good conversation. They also have 2 dachshunds, who I thought Dexter would be excited to see and play with, but for some reason he didn't take to them very well and hid under my legs.
Jenn and Mark are true southerners. We were shocked to learn that they both had guns (Jenn actually had 2, one she keeps in her glove box of her car!) and that there are firing ranges everywhere, even at the airport (does not seem like a great place to me to be shooting). We also learned that if someone says "bless your heart" it's actually insulting. Also, being in the bible belt, people don't ask if you go to church-they assume you do, so they ask which church you go to.
The next morning Jenn and Mark came aboard Topanga and gave us a TRX lesson (Jenn is an instructor). John and I had bought a TRX before leaving and hadn't even taken it out of the package. Needless to say, we were clearly the more out of shape couple.
|Setting up the TRX|
|Johns first attempt|
|My first attempt|