Roger Hits the Stage in Key West
07 February 2008 | Key West
Days 25 - 28 - Monday - Thursday, 2-4-08 to 2-7-08 - Key West
After docking in the Historic Seaport, in front of the old harbor area (Turtle Kraal's, Schooner Wharf Bar, etc.), the guys took a nap and the girls explored the neighborhood shops and houses. When the guys were halfway human again, the foursome went to Customs to apply for necessary clearances for re-entry into the US (If we ever actually get to the Bahamas'!) Then Jean and Gerry took off for Truman's Little White House. Roger and Sara had already seen it, so they headed for the galleries on and off Duval Street. We all met up in Mallory Square for the Sunset Celebration. We worried about finding each other in the crowd, but it wasn't a problem. They were watching when Roger was called out to become part of the trained cat act. The sunset was stunning with three-masted schooners sailing in front of the huge sun as it sank in the west and sky-writing bi-planes looping in the sky. We had dinner at Turtle Kraal's and called it a night.
The local color is delightful....a man riding around on his motorcycle with a parrot on his head and trailing an American flag...exotic roosters....a costumed peg-leg pirate on his way to work in his dinghy... a crazy fellow in a coolie hat singing and dancing down the pier.
Tuesday, the girls did mucho laundry and the guys did boat repairs. They kept running into SNAFU's, but persevered. They finally remedied the leak in the engine's secondary fuel filter, but had to order a new pump for the toilet. We'll delay a day so they can install it. (It's a wee bit inconvenient to walk the long pier to the harbor restrooms at 3 a.m.!) The girls toured the Hemingway House. Descendants of his 40 cats still roam the house and gardens. Many have six toes in front and five in back. His decade here was the most productive time of his career. Key West has been a magic place for writers, including Tennessee Williams and Archibald McLeish. Took awhile to get the clean clothes stowed, clean sheets on the berths and the boat back in order.
Wednesday, we took the ferry to the Dry Tortugas National Park, an all-day adventure. We toured Fort Jefferson, a three-level hexagonal structure with a moat built during the Civil War that never had to fire a shot from its massive canons. The frigate birds soared over the fort and 100 thousand sooty terns were nesting in a nearby island bird sanctuary. Thousands of brown noddies shared the rookery. After lunch, we snorkeled around the outside of the moat walls. The coral is not in very good shape, but we saw a few interesting fish and some purple fans. Gorgeous weather!
Thursday, the guys fixed the toilet pump and the girls washed the beach towels, etc. Sara went to the grocery store and promptly dropped the eggs on the way back to the boat. So, we had sautéed asparagus/onion/scrambled eggs for lunch along with a fresh French baguette. After lunch, a loud humming noise alerted us to trouble in the bilge. Water was flooding the floorboards. The hot water heater hose had failed, again! But, with a quick trip to the hardware store and Gerry's expertise, it was fixed within the hour. Roger dried up all the lockers under the floorboards and washed the dishes to boot. Now, we're sitting up on deck drinking a Jimcicle....coconut rum and orange juice. Even though there's trouble in paradise every now and then, it's still paradise! (SBS)