We are so behind. We've got to get Calypso ready b/c Rick is hosting work people for the Blue Angels. And we hope to get out overnight over the upcoming holiday weekend (though the weather looks far less than promising). But we clean stuff up, put the sails on, install the dodger and bimini, put all the domestic stuff back on board. Not fun, but now done.
Century Club: Eva Hill
Had plans to kayak this past week. Norovirus said nope. Planned to take Heron to the Sabre Association annual meeting at Gibson Island today. Too much wind. Well, at least it didn't stop a happy hour (dry) tool around the South River. Windy, but too nice not to.
Decided to switch from November to May for our Out Island outings, and it was clearly the right decision. With the exception of wildfires in Marsh Harbour, we had perfect weather for our catamaran charter in the Abacos. It's a little busier, but that didn't effect our enjoyment of the cays and the sandbars. Gotta do this again (and again)!
Rarely see this much of the bottom at the community dock. Unexpectedly windy today too.
Not just the predicted Small Craft Advisory and rain, but our neice's wedding weekend down in Virginia.
Calypso was dropped in the water at Jabins' and delivered to her home berth on Spa Creek. It's sailing season!
Ah, spring, when the winds push all the pollen-y gunk into our cove.
I may sound like a 2-year-old, declaring something to be mine. But on this weekday April day, Crab Creek and the South River were truly mine alone. No motorboats, jetskis, watermen. And the water is still winter clear (except for the rafts of pollen here and there).