December 25, 2015 Christmas Day We got tired of the anchor chain dragging along the sides of our boats and pulled up our anchors for another ride down the ditch. Our progress in the beginning was slow, painfully slow. We had winds on the nose running 15 to 20 knots. We had seven bridges to pass through. Each opening on it's own schedule. The average wait time for each bridge was 20 minutes adding to our frustration about our progress. The real surprise w...

January 5, 2016 Winds are out of the north 10 to 25 with intermittent rain. We are stuck on the boat in the Miami Yacht Club anchorage trying to make the best of it. The wind change has put us close to some boats in the harbor. They must have 200 feet of scope. How rude. We moved to our favorite spot by the wreck but it started to get rough there as well. We ended up following Tarsie's lead and anchored in between Palm and Hibiscus Islands. Al Capone ha...

January 2, 2016 We were up at 2:00 and ready to leave at 3:00. Tarsie took the lead because our radar was not working. The lights from the residences were enough to illuminate our way through the anchorages and out the inlet. Joe headed almost straight out for a couple of miles. When we made the full turn south we hit about a 2 knot current against us. The Gulf Stream was in close pushing back on us. We rode it out for a while but if we kept it up we wo...

December 19, 2015 The day is cloudy and winds are out of the north at 15 to 25 knots. It is blowing like hell out there. We pulled up anchor and traveled 15 miles to Melbourne to meet up with Grace (The Brooks family), another boat from our sailing club. The Brooks family are live-a-boards. Two adults and four boys ranging from ten to seventeen share the space in one 39 foot Beneteau. It was a rough ride down to Melbourne and difficult to keep in t...

December 12, 2015 We went ashore in St. Augustine early in the morning. The ladies went shopping. Joe and I went to the boat resale shop about a mile from the harbor. I bought a solar light that worked for one day and Joe bought some elastic chording that I hope worked a lot better than the light. I got a call from the marina telling me that they had another mooring ball for us, so we hoofed it back to the marina to reset our boat. We untied from the moori...