Rigged and Ready

This is our last night in Key West. We have had a butt kicking time here and perhaps tonight was one of the top nights here. We stopped by Schooner Warf for dinner, heard a jazz band and they mentioned a web cam. We texted some whom we knew would be near a computer and let them know we were making faces into that cam. They saw us and we talked whilst doing that. How 21 st century is that?

We have been here and done this. I spent most of the day putting things right for our milestone turn of the corner into the Atlantic coast. Tomorrow we sail for New Found Harbor or perhaps Marathon Key. We do not plan to rush it to Miami but hope to visit with Safari when they return. As I was working on a pesky dinghy air leak, someone yelled Why Knot. It was the folks on Rumba Line that we met in Port Saint Joe. We have shawdowed each other for several weeks now. It turns out that they have been in the anchorage for a few days. They will not be heading up the coast as we, but rather they will be heading for points south, say about 90 miles south. Can you say old cars and harbors stuck in the 50's?

Ok, now for the big news of the day: we were walking back to the boat just before sunset. We saw several folks looking over the rail into the water. It turned out to be three, countem, three large Manatee. These are the first we have seen, ever. Wow, not sure what their purpose in life is but they resemble elongate potatoes or perhaps fat globs. In their own way, they are sort of cute in a dumplin sort of way. So, we now know that they do exist and it is not merely a traffic control scheme by Florida. To the point, one cutie had several prop marks on its back. Bet that hurt, but they looked healed. We will definitely not try to avoid them and leave them alone

Tomorrow, we sail. We might well be in a place with no 3G bars so posting might not happen for a day or so. Until then, we will try not to make any artifical reefs.