There is about a 15-18 knt breeze and a mild chop since its been coming from the east and now south. We have the fetch of the whole Bay.
The boat feels like it has life again, all that time in very calm placid waters of the ICW, very comfortable, but no movement. Boats are made to move.
Without shoes, or shirt I sip my wine and think that maybe now I have arrived. I realize I've said this before and might say it again, but it really is the tropics here. Tomorrow it's going to be 80, and Friday 85, which sounds wonderful, but I don't trust it. A front will come thru, yet I have no worries of weather for now, I'm connected to the earth with a huge screw that goes deep into the bays floor. Well not at least for another 12 or 13 days. Then Sue will come and we'll take off and go see the upper keys, maybe more if the weather is our friend.
I'm in Coconut Grove, part of Miami but far enough away that all you see of Miami is the skyline, which at night is very cool because of all the colors of lights they use on the buildings. Each to its own.
I'm at the moment listening to south Florida public radio their playing Gershwin. I sometimes think our public radio up north has forgotten its roots.
Time for a shirt, somehow in February this breeze still feels good. Above Gershwin I can hear a very unhappy 5-6 year old girl. I think I know which boat it is, I spoke with them on my way in to register for the mooring. They're waiting on crew to show up and then heading to Chub Cay in the Bahamas. Maybe their crew won't show, I'll help. I have time before Sue comes down.
I'm getting a cold, it will be over by the time Sue comes down. I probably got it in Fort Lauderdale, pushing too many pedestrian crossing buttons.
Fort Lauderdale I thought was very cool. If you truly believe in the" to each his or her own".
It was a place of show, whether it was the boats, and yachts. Or the cars, Mercedes, Rolls, Bentley, Lamborghini, Ferrari. The bikes, very loud and all custom. The private jets taking off from the airport, or the helicopters taking off from the back of the yachts.
This a land of great wealth and a huge ego. Why else would you own a 250' motor yacht that's easily three stories tall. Or a power sled that will do 80-90 mph, they shoot out of Miami into the bay and go right back in. Two miles away you can't believe the noise they make!!
I would give anything for me and Nate to go for a ride(it's a guy thing).
I took a walk today in town and went along a beautiful shaded street that led me to the outskirts. There was a small private school called The Ransome school. It has a long past according to the plaque out front and it's beginnings were from private school somewhere in New England. But at sometime the schools name was The Pine Knot. I got homesick for my children but just for a moment, nothing can always be the same.
The breeze is up and it's getting a little bumpier it's still wonderful. The skyline of Miami is in full view, I can't wait for Sue to come down, and see this.
All in all it's a good night for me and Star
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