As the anchorage has filled up, the activity and noise levels have increased. A boisterous group returned to their mothership at 1:40 this morning, oblivious to those trying to sleep. Around 5:00 an isolated downpour had us up and scrambling to close the ports. With those two interruptions, we slept in a bit before tackling a few more pre-departure chores. Barry worked on a pump under the floor boards while I packed away my Cold Gear, for (hopefully) the final time. Following lunch, Barry took the dinghy into the harbor and then went with a few other captains to the local West Marine, just because. I stayed back and continued reading the latest crime thriller while nodding off a time or two in the warm sunshine. The neighboring catamaran had two large dogs on it that alerted everyone to each passing dinghy, dolphin, boat, and airplane. One stood watch and when it started barking, the other would come out and join in. I am a dog lover, but definitely not a fan of these two. They had me wondering about noise ordinances. The wind was light and very variable. We swung around our anchor all day trying to find a happy balance between wind and current. The sun set as we grilled some Mahi on the upper deck. Tomorrow we'll get in a final walk with a trip into town before putting the dinghy back up top, ready to cross.
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