And The There Was FOG!!!!

SHIP'S LOG:

A day without fog is like a day without sunshine . . . . or at least until the sun burns it off. It took to noontime but the fog finally went away. It got replaced with some wind and lots of sun. Another crappy day in Florida.

I had to go and hit the market as my stores of provender had hit rock bottom. I avoid the Edna clones in the market and made it back to ABISHAG with enough stuff to last for a couple of weeks. An outing to the market is not as easy as it sounds. First, you have to find a market. Next you have to find a way to get to the market. Then you have to do your shopping. Next you have to haul all the stuff back to the water's edge. And lastly, you have to get it out to the boat.

Luckily, I knew where the market was from an earlier foray. I had to row about 1/2 mile into shore and walk a couple of blocks to Jerry's condo. I borrowed one of Jerry's cars(thge only one there as he took the other to work) and drove to the market. I did my shopping and drove back to where I left my dinghy. I loaded all the stuff into the dinghy and drove the car back to Jerry's condo. Then I walked the couple of blocks back to the dinghy, relieved that the pelicans had not attacked the food stuffs. Got in the dinghy and rowed back the 1/2 mile to the boat. Then I had to hoist all the stuff aboard and store it. It blew the whole morning. And I will have to do something similar in a couple of weeks. It is new and different every time. It is so much easier cruising down to the corner market for a quart of milk.

I got to spend an hours or so this evening watch a cloud over the ocean that had lightning going off in it. It wasn't the bolts that you might be used to, but lightning in the cloud that lit it up in all sorts of colors. It was rather interesting to watch. It is not the sort of thing I would normally take the time to do if I was at home. Too busy with other things. Right! Slowing down and enjoying the moment is really quite wonderful. Hopefully it is something that I can keep up when I do make it back.

Tomorrow I will make a small journey . . . across the Indian River to the Fort Pierce Municipal Marina for a pump out and a garbage dump. An exciting trip to say the least. I hope I make it!