As I write this I hear those elusive dolphins right out the window blowing air to get my attention. Every time I run out to get a picture they dive, only to return a few minutes later. I have even tried pretending to go in and hiding but they don’t return until I give up. I am waiting to post the perfect Jacques-Cousteau-picture. So be patient! But in the meantime, we have these cuties all around us all the time. I love them. Ziggy has learned the blow sound too and goes on high alert too!
Well, we made the second leg crossing after another 5 hours and just shy of 100 miles again. It was an awesome crossing but a bit surreal. The fog was very heavy and dense so we had to rely on the instruments to zig-zag out of the Suwannee Delta (which btw, is SO pretty and natural/undeveloped and well-preserved—good getaway vacation spot for anyone interested in fishing, kayaking, manatees, birds, beaches, etc).
We felt confident (aka N can’t stand to go slow if there is ANY chance of it being ok to go fast) so since the water was flat (yay..B was happy! Not to mention pukey Ziggy) so we went our happy cruising speed at about 22 mph with both of us constantly double checking the instruments, the heading and on the look-out in the water for prop-wreckers. The tricky part was at that speed in that fog, we could suddenly be right on top of a crab pot buoy so we did more than a few slalom course zigs and zags since there are crab pots galore laid out in lines all over the place.
We made it to Marker 1 Marina in Dunedin, Fl. That’s pronounced Duh-Need-In. (it’s Scottish) There are a lot of Loopers here so the dock-talk is non-stop. We were quite happy to meet in real life the guy we depended on to give the weather thumbs up or down for the crossings.
Another special bonus of this Marina was the introduction to these new mottos:
And the real bonus of Dunedin for us, is that it is the home of N’s college roommates, Alan and Jeanette! We’ve boated with them in the British Virgin Islands and Croatia too, so it’s especially nice to throw around the boat talk with them in addition to just getting caught up.
The next day we met Jeannette for a bike ride to Tarpon Springs (20 miles round trip on a really nice rails-to-trails path (it’s flat in Florida…yay! Although Nick insists it was uphill both ways)
One of the nice things about making the crossing is that we are now oriented properly again for this west-coaster. From the shore, the sun is now setting straight out (basically), North is to the right and South is to the left. It feels SO good and normal!
We had a great dinner of yummy shrimp, big green salad and the baklava at Alan and Jeannette’s…so great that I forgot to take a pic. Got to get to know Ethan, their son, too who is in town in transit to new beginnings….job in Boston anyone?? Nice to be at home with family.