Yeah, you read the little weather line up there right, after a gorgeous morning with sun and still air that enabled us to get two of the sails rigged, the main and the jib. I think it was the jib, the jib is rolled and the cutter is hanked on? I might have it backwards tonight but we didn't hank on the sail that requires hanking.

(Doesn't that sound like a sneeze? Hanking! God bless you!)



Anyway...all three of us pitched in and the sails went up quickly and painlessly. Though it was so very, very hot (not complaining, just observing) and so very, very humid (okay, complaining here) that after the successful rigging of the sails we just jumped in the truck full of joy at the thought of speeding down US1 with the windows down and the radio up to see Wyland's Wall. Just a quick stop in to show it all off to Hal and pick up a cooler full of ice.



Well, it didn't work that way at all. Key Largo was drenched and getting wetter by the minute! We did manage to meet up with our new SCUBA instructor at Sharkeys where it dawned on Hal and I that the hatches had been left open on the boat. Actually, not just left open in normal position but cranked back with a windscoop in place (the brightly colored kite looking thing at the back of the boat).

That little sucker can scoop water just as well as wind.

Hal and I spent the night on the settees. The project of cushion replacement in cockpit and saloon may have been reordered on my master checklist.