While traveling N on the ICW left Charleston in the early morning, harbor smooth as glass. As the sun rose and convection began the wind became SW at 10, perfect for popping the jib and letting her run past Bull's Bay and McClellanville. When we made the turn into Winyah Bay and ran N the front hit, bringing torrential rain, wind NE at 27 gusting to 40, chop kicking at 4 feet and visibility down to 1/4 mile. There was no choice at that point but to furl and motor on to Georgetown and hide for the next two days. Best thing about that was we arrived in Georgetown as the fish/shrimp house was locking up: we asked the owner to sell a pound of large shrimp. He went back to the walk in, came out with a five pound sugar scoop of jumbos, and said, " Welcome to Georgetown, they're on me."