Day 30: Tuesday, March 22, 2016
And again, we sat in a bouncy boat watching the GPS
to make sure that we are staying put.
The night, again, was noisy but we both slept relatively well. We keep the anchor drag alarm on all night
and most of the day to warn us of a move.
Early morning in the neighborhood |
We have run out of our canned and prepackaged
breakfast food so it was Cheerios and oatmeal for breakfast. We do have some gravy mix left so a trip to a
store will allow us to finish out the trip with a complete sausage gravy breakfast.
Again today, we spent the majority of our time
reading. We have both consumed a number
of books. A trip to the marina office
later will refresh our literature supply.
More Neighbors. We are quite small compared to most. |
We did the regular lunch thing. I had my beef and black bean soft taco. Janine has finally run out of her
Smucker’s
Uncrustables (PBJs) and is now having tuna tortillas. We brought along a number of single serving
packets of tuna which are handy. I also
have some backup single serving packets of Spam that I have strategically
hidden from my first mate. Just in case, you know!
In the middle of the afternoon, this sitting thing
finally got to me and I offered that
we could take the Dink for a supply run. The going was slow and somewhat rough as we
bounced directly into an east wind.
Where we are anchored, it’s probably ½ mile to the marina office and
another ½ mile to the Dockside Tropical Café where we found that we can dock
the Dink and cut our long walk to the Publix grocery in half.
This "Old Broad " is somewhat pereinantly at the marina office |
At the marina office, we each picked up another book
and dropped off a couple that we had consumed and I checked on our position on
the mooring ball waiting list. We are
next in line but the lady at the desk was not encouraging for today considering
the fact that the weather has still not moderated.
Beautiful old steel hull boat |
On to Publix, we picked out some fresh meat and
salad. We prided ourselves in having
prepared enough food for the trip without needing ice. We canned brats, chicken, spaghetti sauce,
pork chops and ground hamburger.
However, after eating three weeks of these pre-cooked foods, we both are
really enjoying grilling fresh meat.
On the way back to Second Wind we passed a boat that had drug its anchor and ended up
on the bud bank near the mangroves. It
is a sad sight to see a boat lying
helpless on its side. This one, we had noticed earlier, had a red
sign pasted on its cabin indicating that it was a derelict and had been served
some sort of official notice. We
discussed what could be done with these abandoned boats. We see many in really bad repair; some of
them are lived on by “live-aboards” and others are just abandoned. This is not the first place we have seen
these guys. I have read that it is a
real problem both here and in the tropics.
Derelict boat blown aground in wind. Note red sticker on the cabin |
I also watched a guy from one of our neighboring
boats take his dinghy over to the mangroves and recover a runaway dinghy and
return it to its rightful owner.
So upon returning, we grilled a NY strip sirloin steak
and accompanied it with
steamed asparagus and peppers. Of course, we also had our hors d’oeuvres of
cheese (white sharp cheddar) and summer sausage on crackers (provided by Mike
and Frankie from the boat, Bumbye). We quenched our thirst with a red zinfandel
provided by Gnarly Head.
And another sundown |
The wind continued to blow quite strongly as we
spent the pre-bedtime hours playing dominoes.
We retired at our usual 9:00.
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