Forecast, NW 5-10. Actual, S 15-18. I guess that was the cover your butt “seabreeze near the coast.” Yahoo, we’ll take it. A great sail to a favorite anchorage across the inlet from Atlantic City. Rum Point. There is a little beach for Meg and invariably there is no one else there, perhaps one other.

We settled back with a beverage to watch the hotels lights up. The entire side of Harrah’s, which previously was a marvelous kalidescope show, has been co-opted to a giant electronic billboard. I guess times are tough in the gaming industry. Fortunately they have half a dozen wind turbines nearby to help offset the gross waste of power.