Uh, I mean Vero Beach. We arrive at this cruiser friendly place early afternoon and it lives up to its billing as a great place to land for a while. It's nicknamed Velcro Beach 'cause it is not uncommon for cruisers to land here expecting to stay a day or two and end up staying for weeks.

It is a neat little harbour with a smallish marina but many moorings to which most boats are assigned. In fact, there usually three boats to a mooring; a practice which is discouraged in New England and home. But, we trust that given the security of this place, we should not get into trouble. By security I don't mean theft or criminal behaviour but, rather, the potential movement of two or more boats tied together should wind pipe up.

As we wend out way into the mooring field we see quite a number of Canadian flags including two boats which we have previously travelled with and I had mentioned in earlier blogs; Wind Hunter ad Goin' South. We are assigned to mooring number 43 and the boat currently on the mooring to which we will raft is a CS 33 from Ontario called Jockslodge. We get tied up and acquaint ourselves to our new neighbours Iain and Jan.

We go ashore to explore and are walk to the beach. It is glorious weather and we stroll along the wonderful beach which is about a mile from the marina. Back to Sea Sharp and Judy takes Chopin for his now expected stroll. We're weary tonight and go to bed shortly after 8:00.

Up early today (Sunday) and walk the mile or so to Holy Cross Church for Mass. It is obvious that this is a very affluent place; the church is glamorous and the parking lot full of expensive cars. Mass is impressive with a full choir and orchestra. We then spend the afternoon on the beach. Judy swims and I read. It feels like we've finally hit the warm weather. Judy is compelled to call our friends Clare and Fedo from Bathurst to gloat about our glorious afternoon. We understand that the Maritimes is expecting a huge storm and cold weather; poor you!