The Waccamaw River is South Carolina’s gift to the ICW cruisers... what a breath-taking stretch of waterway!

We “dropped the hook” in an oxbow at Statute Mile 375.2 and just let the ospreys, cardinals, blue heron, pond lilies, wet-footed cyprus, towering pines and all lull us into thinking we were the only people who ever set eyes on this amazing place. After weeks of Kansas-like stretches of cord-grass marshes, its almost like having mountains in the vista. The change first started with views of abandoned rice fields with fences blocking access into the canals that once flooded the fields. I celebrated the peaceful anchorage by sun-bathing on the bow of “Summertime” with my binoculars close by and my new favorite book in hand; Wally celebrated by taking our first selfie!