Since we’re using the blog titling mechanism to keep track of actual days sleeping ON board, today’s title is modified to only include the dates that this post covers. Thought we better post our status since we seem to be getting lots of off-blog inquiries wondering if we’ve been rescued by the Coast Guard (or not). Hope that explains it for those sticklers who have gotten used to the day count pattern—besides I want Day 100 to be on board!
So although we remain in Florida, we are still on land just filling our hours and days (and, apparently, weeks) as creatively as possible. It is shocking how intensely we are missing our nomadic boat life. Here’re a few things we’ve been up to:
The next post will include photos of the repair(s) but for now here’s what we discovered once the engine was pulled out:
So with that prognosis we have taken to the trails, the courses, the museums and the roads of Southern Florida to pass the time.
No pic of N’s golf day (probably would have shown steam coming out of his ears anyway) but after dropping him, B and Ziggy stumbled upon a utopian community. NO…not those nudist colonies you hear about, but rather a relatively short lived (1890’s-1960’s) experiment in an intentional community that built and operated a printing facility, boat works, cement works, sawmill, bakery, store, etc. They valued education, science, the trades and the arts. B was so entranced with the inner workings of their mind-set that she forgot to use HERS and take actual pictures, so if you want a visual of the picturesque community go to: https://www.floridastateparks.org/park/koreshan
The more interesting things were about the community itself though. Celibacy was a critical part (no wonder they died out!). They also believed in reincarnation–which didn’t work out too well for them either as they left the founder, upon his death, in a bathtub awaiting his second coming – which, of course, logically would happen on Christmas day. When no reincarnation occurred, local authorities forced the corpse to be buried. But most interesting was their world view that apparently came to the founder via a dream of a beautiful woman who revealed the secrets of the universe to him. (I’m sure many a man has had a similar experience; the only difference being they didn’t go out and start up “New Jerusalem” …but I digress.)
Said good bye (again) to Meredith and Gerry and headed across the state to the Eastern seaboard to take up the gracious offer coordinated by our reader Jane to stay in an empty furnished duplex for a few days in Stuart.
Enjoying dinner with friend/housing host, Barry (formerly of Tacoma!), Ziggy, beer, and valentine’s chocolate…not necessarily in that order of importance! and then again but also joined by Caitlin and Doggy Chapman.
We jumped down to the Miami Boat show for a day before heading back to Ft Myers. Lotsa boats, lotsa people, lotsa money, lotsa BIG boats:
One boat that was NOT for sale but that was in port: Luna… Over $5 million new. Armed with missile defense system.Bullet proof glass. Crew of 52. Etc etc. Russian owners. Note N’s photographic juxtaposition and social commentary.
Back at Ft Myers, we have found that our boat is basically/nearly ready to re-launch. N spent 2 days buffing and cleaning the exterior hull while B —hmmmm,what DID she do?…well nothing quite so endeavorous– but she did clean and re-tidy inside.