Yesterday I ran the gauntlet through more of the 30,000 islands that this place is named for and ended up in a delightful bay appropriately named snug Harbor. My new neighbors, Steve and Liz on a beautiful Cabo Rico, above, invited me over for a fantastic dinner after visiting the local Lighthouse on an island adjacent to the anchorage.
I woke at 4am to the alarming prospect of being blown onto a lee shore. The winds had swung from West to SW, increased and turned south up the channel I was in and were supposed to be gusting up to 30 knots. So in the dark and half asleep, I managed to move the boat to a safer spot in the harbor. Phew!
Today I am not going anywhere and am looking forward to reading a good book and catching up on some sleep I lost last night.