It is early morning in Coral Bay outside of St. John. I'm in my jammies and Steve is still passed out in our cabin. He looks like the male version of a Rubens painting as he snoozes. I may have to delete that when he reads this!
We motored for about an hour yesterday to get here from another spot off St. John. The previous bay was very beautiful. It was set off from the national park and quite remote with no buildings or people anywhere. We snorkeled like mad in the much-hued turquoise water and saw a barracuda and a sweet looking sea turtle wend their way underwater. Actually Steve saw the 18 inch barracuda. He was dying to have me swim over for a view, but I thought I'd save that thrill for another day. Apparently, according to my reading, snorkelers see barracudas frequently. Most of them are quite small and if you don't irritate them they are harmless. I am wondering what irritates them. I know from now on I won't be wearing my sterling silver bracelet under water. The sea water has made it shine and glow but I suspect that element would draw fish to it. I like my left wrist. Back to beauty, one night I sat on the bow at about 3 a.m. The sky was like something out of a children's book. Among the bright stars, the quarter moon was upside down. It was the kind of thing that would look like a smiley face if it had two dots above it.
We are now anchored. In fact we anchored twice (!) yesterday. The ease in which it took must have been due to a nice sandy bottom in
which we secured the anchor. We also practiced
going in reverse before we left the remote bay yesterday. Reverse is a bear and the boat doesn't like
to take direction in that gear. One side
of our stern thruster doesn't work so we can't get extra help from that kind
device. But, we still manage well. Really, those of you coming down soon, don't
worry, we can steer this boat wherever. Well, maybe we've been lucky.
Since we hadn't been near civilization since Saturday, we
had high hopes that we would be able to eat at one of the restaurants touted by
the yachting guide book for the bay we are in today. The book also tells us how to enter a bay and
other necessary facts to keep Gustie in the water and off the ground. What it didn't tell us is that there is no
way to secure a dinghy so that we could trot off the boat and enjoy that good
food. We were a little pissed. But, we recovered and enjoyed spaghetti with
hot Italian sausage.
Hey, I have to boogie! See you someday!
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