Morning comes cold and crisp, a wisp of fog hanging over the water. Not a breath of wind.
Under power 7:20, the sun rising beyond point.
Docked at Sailing Associates 7:55. I find the family's younger generation is now running the place. They make me feel welcome.
A time to catch up. A shower and shave, laundry, charge the batteries. A call home. Get the log up to date. Lunch at Fish Whistle. Relax and enjoy. Think about the time I have left, sketch out some ideas for a sailing plan. Dinner at Fish Whistle, the only place open in the small town, and watch a Phillies game on the big screen tv. Then back to SPARTINA for a good night's sleep.