We woke up yesterday to the sounds of crew rowing all around us. Apparently there’s a rowing school here on the shores of the harbor and as it turns out we were here for their big monthly event.
They raced all morning long, and the sleek racing sailboats launched as well. When we dinghied ashore we learned the rowers were middle and high school kids. The parents were all watching, cooking on a big grill and drinking beer, not expending any energy while they watched the kids rowing their little hearts out.
We walked to Whiskey Joes to watch the UNC-Kentucky game. They got skunked.
Ziggy wasn’t too wild about the dinghy rides, she will have to get used to that if she wants to go ashore from an anchorage. I explained that to her.
Thai noodles on the boat and pretty sunset. Tomorrow we move to No Name Harbor, a jumping off point in Key Biscayne to prepare for crossing early Tuesday morning.












Everyone is all bundled up like they are here in Southport. It’s time to move to warmer waters.
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