Last Day in Indiantown?
23 May 2011
It looks like we can finally extract ourselves and Brio from the clutches of Indiantown marina. Although it has its charms and a convivial atmoshere, nearly four weeks is enough for me and the eight weeks of unceasing toil for Ivan and Louise was starting to look like a life sentence. Listening to the stories and cautionary advice from so many so often has started to become repetetive and hardly instills confidence, so it's as well we leave before overcaution erodes our will and sense of adventure, and of course the weather starts to deteriorate with cyclones in the Carribean. Tomorrow we head down the St Lucie canal to Stuart for some final additions to the sail wardrobe and the chance to iron out the inevitable wrinkles that will appear, and then across the Gulf Stream to Westpoint as the first port of entry into the Bahamas. We won't be the best equipped or the most beautiful to make the journey but I am confident the boat will take a lot of punishment. At least we will be giving it a go unlike so many of the sad sights in the marina of boats that have been left to rot in the marina