The Gull Reef Club

8/23/2017

Adventure Heartache

Filed under: — Jaime @ 1:51 pm

Not much is worse than having adventure plans ruined. It’s heartbreaking, really. We had planned to experience the eclipse by staying at campground on the Altamaha River. We thought we had it right. We weren’t so stupid to think we could tent camp in August in Georgia. We found a place that rented RVs and had a boat launch. This was going to be our first adventure with our motor boat. Seemed like a perfect getaway to enjoy the celestial event of our lifetime.

Everything was going as planned. The campground was beautiful, and right on the river. The RV was not. It was a former DHS camper, probably a FEMA camper and it was gross. It smelled funny and was bug infested. Unfortunately, we didn’t realize the bug problem until well after dark – when the bugs came out. We spent an incredibly restless night, fearing that roaches were crawling all over us. In fact, Mike spent most of the night outside at the picnic table, awake.

We tried to be good troopers and carry on after that horrible, restless night. It was now Monday, eclipse day. We planned to launch on the Altamaha early and stay there all day to view the eclipse. Despite how tired we were, we managed to launch and set out. We headed toward the ‘forks’, which is the confluence of the Altamaha, Oconee, and Ocmulgee Rivers. We didn’t even make it as far as the first bridge before some branches got us and spun our prop, destroying it. We managed to limp back on minimal power (fortunately no paddling!). At this point, it was about 10a and were we done. F*%^ THIS S#!+. We’re going home.

We packed up faster than any other pack-out ever and set off to come home. There was a slight chance we’d make it back by the time the eclipse was to be in full force, so we at least had that to aim for. However, the stress was not quite over yet. Mother Nature decided to unleash a vicious downpour on us on the ride home. Ever tow a boat in the rain? Avoid it if you can. The stress is insane. We ended up stopping twice to drain the boat, once at a car wash in Reidsville and another time nearly back home in Pooler. There was never a chance for us in SE GA to view the eclipse because of the storms.

We finally made it home and spent Tuesday unpacking (me) and on boat repair (Mike). This whole experience was pretty bad, but I’m trying to be positive about it. It was a learning experience anyway, and of course, it won’t stop us from trying again. Yet, it still hurts to have your adventures quashed.

Was the fact that the Simon & Garfunkel song ‘Homeward Bound’ came on our mix on the way out a sign? An omen not to go, perhaps? Regardless, if that song ever comes on while we are setting out on our adventure, I’m turning it off. No ‘Homeward Bound’ when you’re outbound.

Chanson de l’├ęclipse: Nothing But a Heartache, The Flirtations.

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