A Day Sail
06 June 2011
Marg
The plan: Day sails to break up the 125 miles to Bocas Del Toro.
The last day/night in the Chagres we anchored at the mouth of the river in preparation to leave tomorrow at O-dark-30. As the sun began it's decent, a squall came over the mountains and moved right over top of us. Even if we hadn't looked up from our comfy chairs on deck at the encompassing darkened skies, we should have known from the increasing level of sound coming from the howler monkeys. Fair warning that a storm was eminent, as the resident Howler monkeys bellow out their grief every time there is a whiff of rain eminent. It made for a very quick ending to our pot luck hors d'oeuvre dinner and happy hour with Carl and Debbie from "Diva"; as they had to row "home" before, yet another torrential downpour.
With L.P. wrapped up and sealed in, Steve and I decided to use the pelting, fairly cold raindrops and enjoy a shower on deck, something I don't really enjoy as it feels as though one is ducking as lightening bolts strike all around you and the sound of thunder makes me jump or hit the deck. Regardless, it was a well received bath before heading down below decks to sleep.