We thought we'd be worried all night about that mooring...not, slept like a rock...but we really do not want to stay here...had enough of Spanish Town, REALLY!

Seriously now, there are so many choices...do we find a deserted anchorage @ places like Dead Chest Island, Salt, Ginger, Cooper, Peter, Norman (oooooh, the Willy T brings back memories and the diving was awesome...but we've been there).

We need to get weather and we cannot get Chris on the SSB or Herb or George or much of any other weather guru for that matter, so we need to go back to civilization, like North South or Gorda Sound!

We decided on Saba Rock's moorings...Bitter End was more expensive, Leverick Bay too far from everything and Saba Rock sounds just right! We also get 250 gallons of water and a bag of ice each day! Hmmmmm. Off we go, just a motor with foul weather encasing our bods and the squally wet stuff is quashing our sailing desire too. Did I mention the wind is from the north...bummer!

Seriously though, we just wanted to chill. There are so many islands, too many choices and so little time...what to do? Nothing! We paid for the mooring, peeked at the resort....looked at the reef behind the 'rock' to see what Bruce Van Sant says can be traversed...another hmmmmm.....and did chill.

It rained...alot...just figures...we have 250 gallons of water for free, every day...did we mention we only carry 75g to include the jerry cans on deck...plus whatever sun showers (4) we feel like filling...see where this is going?

So we caught some water...and chilled some more...seriously though, we didn't get here until 2pish, and by the time we got back after exploring...there's no chilling for real! Nice thought though...even for my man who is about to turn 80 years old this year!