Kristtaney had a sail rip yesterday, and the ride became uncomfortable for Roger, so they put in at Chub Cay. Monday morning at 4 they will start out again. Fingers crossed.

Three large cat boats came today loaded with guests - dozens and dozens of guests. I didn't know they could carry that many people. They anchor between two shoals and most folks then jump in the water. It is crowded, like a swimming pool, but it is open ocean. It all looks very strange. Maybe if you blow up the blog photo, you can see all the folks on the boats and in the water.

Today I changed my fuel filter, added oil to my engine, made water, wiped down the dodger windows and stanchions to remove the salt, etc. Tomorrow I will snorkel. There is a very nice reef close by, beside the one behind my boat (hope the boat don't drag). I would like to land on the beach and explore the island, but folks have had the dinghy almost flip on them due to the swells.

Tari ran her high output watermaker today. It was more fun than she bargained for, especially the part about running the generator so she could run the watermaker. Lessons were learned ... next time.

Chris had Tari shorten her hair a bit before our evening ritual. Each evening, we all gather on Paradise Hunter for drinks, snacks and stories. When we were in Biscayne Bay, Roger and Tari went off to visit friends who were acting as caretakers for an island. It turns out that Bruce and Chris had met that very same couple earlier on their journey south along the rivers to Florida. Small world.