We really sailed...we were hoping, wishing, praying that we would have wind and we did....but you can't believe it...on the nose...outta the south, which we were privy to, but then it went west and we were on the Bahama Bank dodging the 'bores', the reefs in funny shapes sticking out toward the west...doesn't it just figure!

We decided we would check out the marina @ Highborne Cay. It's touted as a pretty hoity toity place but we need stuff. We need provisions, desperate for veggies and fruit; we are hoping for an alternator belt; and our last in line water filter was supposed to last 6 months, with the tanks cleaned out...it's bad...need new filter. We need diesel, water and who knew...a slip.

There are only 20 slips, maybe, stacked with very big, very expensive "yachts" and they are full, but just happend to have a slip for us. We were not saavy. We tried to back in, easier to get out tomorrow...NOT...and the mosquitos.

All secured, lines, fenders, mosquito screens in place... we took off with 'sundowners in hand' each, for the exploration part of landing in a new place.

With all the mega bucks tied up in this place...Dudley says, "that's a boat with a story"...we took off and met Mike and Diana! Yamacraw started out in the Chesapeake Bay, Tilghman Island, hauling in the fish along with it's sister ships. She's 90 years old and still working. Mike and Diana have turned her into a supply boat and what a story! I would love to share more...but the bugs drove us away and them inside!

More later!