Waiting For Whatever

As so often happens our "plans" have been modified. We actually did spend a very nice time in NoName Harbor, then Miami, then NoName waiting for weather. Our window arrived. We and our companions, Jocilyn and Simone, headed out in our respective yachts at 4 in the morning. By 7 it was apparent that it would not be pleasant. We were making about 3 knts over the ground under power in six foot seas...a long long day ahead and we were just on the edge of the Gulf Stream. The kicker was the horizon...the West Wall of the stream was about 5 miles to the East and appeared as a herd of elephants, indicating the stream would be running 8-10 feet, and our speed cut to almost nothing. Screw it.

Another few days and some fabulous dinners aboard "Dance" passed. I now refer to Josh's/Simone's boat as "Mother Ship." She is a large motor yacht, has a real kitchen, dishwasher, laundry room, water makers, huge well stocked freezers, all the comforts. Combined with Josh's talents with meat, and Simone's French arrogance about food, dinners aboard Mother Ship are wonderfully elegant.

But goods things are fleeting. Mother Ship's generator went down, so she had to go to Ft Lauderdale for repairs. Then Josh and Simone had to return to Toronto for a couple of weeks to tend to their lawsuit against the manufacturer of their last yacht. So Susan and I decided to get hauled in Palm Beach, which would be easier than getting work done in the Bahamas or Mexico.

That's why were not in the Bahamas right now.