We woke up Sunday morning to the biggest blow yet this season, 35-40 knot winds and rain.

When you’re on a boat in a mooring during a storm, the wind truly howls and everything not tied down clatters like it’s coming apart.

Ed had gone out at 4:00 am to check on things and bail out the dinghy.

He’s a better sailor than me!  Ziggy and I were tucked away in a warm bed.

So Sunday morning was a washout, we didn’t go ashore til about 1:30, when the winds calmed a little and the rain stopped.

Ziggy had been sitting up staring at her beloved dinghy for awhile, hoping to send us the signal that her little doggie behind needed to go to shore.

We finally relented and did just that.  Some other folks with cabin fever (that applies to boats too) did the same and we all walked for awhile in the bluster, happy the rain was gone.

Of course we have mixed feelings about rainy days because we have a rainwater catchment system and it fills up our water tanks here when it rains. And water is not a gimme in the islands.  So our tanks are full today!

We dinghied over early (and slowly in the wind) to the Super Bowl party at the Hopetown Marina to get a good seat.

They had the plastic sides down but it was still pretty cool outside.

The place was packed.  We got a $30 buffet that they reduced to $25, of meatballs, wings, Bahama burgers, nachos, hot dogs and lots of other unhealthy Super Bowl food.  But it was good!

Despite the Panthers’ lackluster game we cheered them proudly, with most of the crowd from all over the U.S. and Canada pulling along with us.

It wasn’t Cam’s night.  It was the Denver defense’s night for sure.

Oh well, we drank hot tea to stay warm, wishing we had a blanket for our feet.

Not our year but Cam is just a youngun.  Keep pounding!