Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Turks & Caicos
21.45.631N
72.13.429W

I know its been a couple of days but to be quite honest, there hasn’t been anything worth writing about.  Today at least, we stood by to fend off as Goin’ Sum Ware, the big motor yacht that had been next to us, pulled out and headed to Puerto Rico.  They have the power and freeboard to get through the 5-6’ waves between here and there.  We and Texas Crewed, another catamaran, opted to wait for smaller waves to make our transit. 

Later in the morning, a monohull came in and was directed to the opposite side of the finger pier to med-moor.   Gene and Renee from Texas Crewed were on our boat with us chit chatting as they approached and of course we became the new boat’s spectators.  They apparently have either been here before or at least had an idea of how to catch the “lazy lines.”  However, when the wind started blowing them about quite a bit, we all crawled off and lent a hand to keep them from blowing down on another boat.  No disaster but it wasn’t pretty either.  It was kind of humorous in that although they are French Canadians, and clearly their 1^st language is French, we could tell when the wife was swearing in frustration. 

The Band at Bob's Bar

I guess the only other thing of interest to write about was that tonight, Bob had live music at his marina restaurant.  All seven of the band were, shall we say, rather long in the tooth but they were good; particularly the lead guitarist and the bass guitarist.  Of course, Dale and I immediately thought of his childhood friend, Sam, who would have fit right in.  Except that Sam is still rather baby faced compared to these guys.  Anyway, we had arrived about 6pm and by the time the band started playing at 7, the place was packed.  There were more people there tonight than we’ve seen since we arrived.  I told Dale that if you looked close you could see past time as there were the “girls” that might have been groupies and were flirting with the band members, the “guys” that were trying to pick up some of the “girls,” and all the other personalities who attended concerts back 40-50 years ago.  The only thing different, was that the whole thing was over by 10pm.  There was one younger woman there who was disappointed that it was ending just when it should have been starting.  I agreed with her saying that I remembered those days, yawned and then made my way back to our boat as I was exhausted.

In case you’re wondering, still no news on the insurance front, although Gene and Renee gave us the name of the insurance carrier that they finally went with as they were working with the same one we’ve been dealing with, getting the same results or lack of result.  So, I’ve sent an e-mail to them asking for information as we intend to go farther than Texas Crewed plans on, so there may be a difference.   

Earlier, we noticed that the winds were picking up and now that we’re sitting here, they are really starting to howl.  We hope Goin’ Sum Ware has a safe journey.