We were hoping to jump off at Fort Pierce and sail down to Miami but the weather offshore is nasty. So instead of staying at our Fort Pierce anchorage for who-knows how many more days waiting for a better weather window to head offshore, we take off down the ICW. We are antsy to head further south and to finally make it to the Bahamas.
Now, while we prefer sailing out in the ocean to motor-sailing down the ICW, the ICW does have its pros:
We motor-sail to an anchorage just off the ICW called Peck Lake.
Next morning we leave Peck Lake and head for Palm Beach.
“We are now entering Money Country”.
This from Stéphane after we’ve passed the one-hundredth or so mega yacht docked in front of its equally impressive mega-mansion.
What cute little dough people – oh, that man of many talents! You even have raisins on board – AND – a guitar. I like the sound of the Dosarita – think I’ll go on line to see if I can find some.
The Grizz (Winnebago View - active duty)
1,800 miles and counting
The Hungry hippo (Popup camper - retired)
1,200 miles
The Gruffalo (Tow behind camper - retired):
12,000 miles and counting
The Baby Bison (Tow behind toy hauler - retired):
7000+ miles
Maine > New Mexico + adventures in between
The Great White Buffalo (5th wheel camper - retired):
3,000 miles
Free Range (Slocum 37 sailboat - resting; getting overhauled in Nova Scotia):
Traveled 2,400 nautical miles from Oriental, NC > Antigua (end of the road).
What cute little dough people – oh, that man of many talents! You even have raisins on board – AND – a guitar. I like the sound of the Dosarita – think I’ll go on line to see if I can find some.
Grams, hope you found the dosarita locally! It’s in small, little cans too, which I like – not too much, just enough!
Hey !!!!! Ils sont supers beaux vos Grittibänzä!!!! Bravo !