We dropped the dock lines this morning just after 0900 and took off for Prickly Bay a couple of miles west of Secret Harbour Marina. We paid our final bill earlier after our water and electric meters were read. Since we were just two days past our second month,they didn't charge us for them, just the water and power. Jerry, the "dock master" and security guard got everything read and took care of our lines as we left the dock. Tracy was on the dock up at the bow and took in the bow dock lines and slowly pushed us away from the docks. The wind had been on our port side most of the morning but switched to be coming over the bow just as we were about to leave so we just powered into it and out away from the docks. Nice and easy. We motored around the headlands and away from all the reefs the crowd the waters and made it in about an hour later.
Once in Prickly Bay,we motored around the bay looking for a place to drop our anchor. We chose a spot and dropped but a cruiser on a boat near us came on deck and yelled across the water that he thought we were to close so up came the anchor and we went looking for a second spot. About ten minutes later, down went the anchor again and we let Zephyr drift back and set the hook deep in the sand bottom. When I brought it up earlier,it was caked in nice lumps of sand and that makes for good holding. Once securely anchored, we started putting away more things on deck
I coiled up our five big docklines so they could be stowed in one of our deck lockers. I turned on our DuoGen wind generator and set it spinning in the ever present breezes that keep us cool. Tracy, meanwhile set about making some Tom KaGai soup that she learned how to make back in Thailand. Always yummy and even more so since one of the van/taxi drivers told us that he could get us fresh lemon grass, roots and all. We'd had a discussion about the grass a few days earlier. We'd told him about making soup with it. Since we wanted the roots and all, he thought we were,planning on growing it. Nope, just for soup. Now Blue, one of our cats had a different ideas for it. She saw the long stalks of grass and went nuts trying to get to it. She, as well as our other cat love to eat grass and nothing entices her off the boat more than the sight of fresh grass growing in cracks in the docks. Here, she had it right inside the boat and lots of it. Of course as cats will do, after eating some, she promptly threw it back up in a nice yucky mess. Ah, the joys of being a cat. I think she got more excited with the grass than the last time we brought out our supply of catnip.
We're now anchored in 36 feet of water with lots of chain out and a good stiff breeze happily spinning our generator, bobbing in the slight swell coming into the harbor, sitting in the cockpit enjoying it.
The picture is looking up from the docks at Secret Harbour Marina.