Rock Sound
Blue sky and sunshine both returned this morning, and so did the wind. So much for March going out like a lamb. The waves in the anchorage remained low, but the gusts had Crossroads swaying from side to side. Our anchor bridle squealed and squeaked under tension and I made several trips to the bow to make sure everything looked in ship shape. The extra layer of chafe protection provided by the firehose segments (thank you, Chris) really did their job.
We planned to have a date night dinner onshore so we hung out on Crossroads for most of the day. Shortly after 5:00 we headed to the dinghy dock. A quick photo captured the rare moment when we both were clean, dry, and not too wind-blown. We joined a few other cruisers on the deck at Wild Orchids for beverages and appys prior to dinner. A small band provided music during our meals of grilled seafood with sweet potatoes, onions, and plantains.
After our shared dessert of guava duff, we walked to the beach, but stopped along the way to appreciate the flowers. We waited for a magical sunset, but it was not to be. Clouds once again muted the anticipated colorful light show. Our final stop of the evening was down at the community Fish Fry. Even at 8:00 we were early to the party. Music was playing and grills were hot and smoking as the meats cooked. Aluminum trays of fixin's were ready to serve and the bar was mixing drinks and passing out bottles of Kalik and Sands. It was dark as we made our way back to Crossroads as we approached boater's midnight (9:00). I settled in to "watch" the gamecast play-by-play of the women's basketball semifinals. Next year, somehow, someway, I will find a way to watch live action.
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