Daytona Beach

We made it to Daytona Beach by noon. 80 miles. It seems early in the day to knock off, but that was 5 hours of fierce attention to the chart plotter. That’s enough.

Here’s an interesting note…we were blasting along at 20 knots through a very pretty narrow passage in Palm Coast, when I spotted a couple in a racing shell off to the side. I immediately slowed to idle speed, so that I wouldn’t swamp them, and it’s a good thing I did. A manatee surfaced several boat lengths in front of me, took a breath and dived. So cute.

Overall, it all went well. No drama (except for the Manatee). Certainly no trauma. It was a fast leg. Also, I am happy to report that the boat runs better with the replacement prop than it did with the original! Yowza!

It’s about 20 degrees warmer here – in the 50’s instead of the 30’s. Tomorrow is expected to be another 20 degrees warmer. Maybe it will finally seem like Florida.

Today we did some critical re-provisioning: I was down to my last cigar! I bought about 20. And we got some meal toppers for Guinness. 20 of them too.
Thank heavens for Uber!

Tomorrow will be a short run – just 50 miles to Titusville. I wanted to go farther, but several marinas are now closed to transients due to Covid. I am going to have to pick my way along from marina to marina, and maybe anchor out a few nights. Which is OK except for taking Guinness ashore. Hmmm.