Taking Mike’s recommendation, I gave Barry a time out this morning. He spent several hours in the dingy, being dragged ignominiously behind Alana without a drop of water or so much as a peanut to eat. Once allowed back aboard, he said all the right things and exuded contrition, but something tells me he has yet to learn his lesson. Time will tell, but my gut tells me that he is far from rehabilitated.
We left Anna Maria Island at 4:30 this morning. Alana is beating into a 20 knot wind, so it is not the most pleasant of days. The forecast called for these same winds to persist through the next week or so, so waiting for “perfect” conditions was not an option.
I’m posting this entry a little early today in anticipation of losing the cell signal in the very near future. I shall, I expect be incommunicado until Wednesday night when I should be arriving in Key West.
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