The hurricane left Myrtle Beach after just two days, but the weather remained nasty for another three days, so the party continued till the weather improved. I really had a ball there, but the night after I left, the temperature dropped to just 17 degrees - damned that is cold, especially when you are living aboard a sailboat. I made it all the way to Paris Island the following day, which was a bit warmer, about 50 degrees, got the Hell scared out of me when a monster hovercraft roared out of the swamp with about 50 US Marines in camo gear aboard and blasted past me at 50 MPH. Those things are really fast, but really noisy as well. It got my undivided attention.

Gary