We spent 6/26 scooting around by boat across a very shallow bay. How shallow was it? It was so shallow we had to get out and push for a while, which apparently isn't uncommon. (Once I get fired, I'll start an endurance event of hauling boats across the bay. It's not easy.)
We moored for lunch in Coinjock, North Carolina, where we met Jimmy and Phil, two friends of Claire's and Robbie's. Jimmy built a tiny house, which we had to go see.