After a calm night on the Garrison Bight Mooring Field, we cast off and motor around Fleming Island.
Late yesterday, Oz took the dinghy and bicycle to fetch a required part from West Marine: a double block for the mainsail sheets. One day late. And milk and beer.
Weather looks calm, maybe too calm – we’ll have to motor our first leg, I think.
Ori and I, Captain Frank and Dave, and of course, Lulu. A strong team, all ready to make this crossing. Are we going to Dry Tortugas or skipping it? We’ll see.
On the Water 