I have now less than 200 miles to go. Wind is scarce and seas are flat and as far as the eye can see, its surface undulates slowly, up and down, like a massive rug.

This morning I was thousands of miles away, my mind wandering to far off places, when I heard a drone, an engine. Looking up, just in time to see a big sport fishing boat zip across my stern...not even enough time to put on my shorts - I was reminded, wistfully, I have left the vast open spaces far behind.

tonight...traffic traffic - cruise ships cruise ships.

ETA May 22nd in the morning, Riviera beach marina, Riviera Beach, Florida. I am aiming for between 10-11 am

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