Charleston with Friends, and on south

We arrived in Charleston after a full 30+ hours outside from Wrightsville Beach. We just made it into the slip during the last light after sundown. We pretty much crashed that night, but the next morning we called our friend Steve (he was my boss, and later JP's) and his wife Barbara, who now live in Mt Pleasant just on the other side of the gorgeous new bridge (photos to come). As it happens, we could not get a slip at the Charleston City Marina, but Charleston Harbor Resort and Marina (on the Mt Pleasant side) had room for us. Steve and Barbara have a group of regulars from their neighborhood who get together at a delightful 'dive' called Dunleavy's on Sullivan's Island, and they invited us to join. Sage - the sign above was over the door there, and we took the picture just for you. We had a great time, listening to bluegrass/country music, eating pub food, and getting caught up with Steve and Barbara. The next day, Steve came out and took JP for a haircut (no, the beard is still there) and Susan to the Whole Foods - a luxury service for scruffy sailors. We had dinner at their place (thank you , Barbara - and another piece of that fabulous cake gave me courage to go out for my 10pm to 2am watch.
We set off from Charleston yesterday (Thursday) morning, with the hope that we could reach the St Mary's/Fernandina Beach inlet, and thanks to a wild blow as a front moved through last night (after my watch - JP and then Susan had to contend with steady 40 knot winds, with gusts over 50, and seas that caused everyone and everything to be drenched), we did indeed pull into a slip at Amelia Island Yacht Basin at 3 this afternoon. Florida at last!