Up before the sun, lots of chores to do. Jekyll Island at dawn, warm light from the east gently touching the Spanish moss. One crew getting on a boat to go fishing, otherwise I seem to have the place by myself.
Take care of a lot of the business - emptying the trash, refilling the water bottles, a nice hot shower - before the marina guys arrive at the office.
Once the guys arrive I put in a request for a free (*) loaner electric golf cart (free meaning they hand the keys to me at no cost only because I handed them my credit card the day before to pay $135 for two nights for a 19' boat on the dock.). But anyway I get the cart and drive south on Jekyll Island to visit the Wanderer Memory Trail, an art installation by artist, sailor and friend Curt Bowman. I remembered him working on his sketches a few years ago when he was visiting our house. His work makes for peaceful, contemplative walk through some painful history.
Back for some more clean-up and repacking on SPARTINA. The marina is awake now so lots of conversations with people on the docks. Then lunch on the veranda that looks out over the marina, a good time to catch up on the log.
Looking at the list of sounds I had taped inside the front cover of the log, the same log I used on last year's abbreviated trip, I am surprised to see that there are only three sounds left to cross. I am way ahead of schedule. And of the three sounds remaining, I can see one - Jekyll Sound - from where I'm eating lunch.
An afternoon of reading in a lawn chair, a call home to say hello, and then retreating for an iced tea in the bar when the afternoon sun gets hot.
Shrimp and oysters for dinner.