Ghosting

The questionable cold front, with its harsh cold breeze has retreated, leaving us with warm sunny skies and little wind. 

We are on a run towards our favorite creek in South River,  Harness Creek, and the light airs make for lazy days and slow passages.  

We raised Dill, our drifter and began ghosting along towards the mouth of the river. 

Our bottom is very dirty, so we are fortunate to be on a run at the moment. If we can time it right, we will be able to ride the tide up the river and into our favorite anchorage for the weekend.