So, here we are ,anchored out at the infamous K - Rod !?! How people can hang here for 21 days to await a weather window to cross to the B'mas is a complete mystery to me . For let's face it : There is absolutely nothing here .
Nevertheless , it's the first time we pulled in here and you could say we are awaiting a mood window to cross over to ' the other side '.
I still got about 250 pages in my book (Winds from the Carolinas /Robert Wilder, A powerful Novel of the old Bahamas that fuses Adventure :) , Passion :D and Romance :p ... )to read before I can go home . We went out to see the "Christ of the Abyss' bronze statue in John Pennekamp state Park , but as soon as we got to the reef line the swells built up to 3-4 feet , so picking up a mooring or getting in and out of the boat was completely out of the question .That was dissappionting ,but not unusual for this spot .
Today we'll sail over to Indian Key ,do a little History Tour .
Hmmm, nothing like exploring The Fabled Florida Keys...
I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving : To reach the port of heaven , we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it... but we must sail, and not drift , nor lie at anchor.
Back in the days, THE MANDALAY was the place to be. Good music. Good food. Then the Mariner's Club bought it. Doubled the price of drinks - got rid of the locals. Demanded drug testing for the staff, and polyester uniforms. Then the good musicians left. Got in Chef Lupe, doubled his rent, he left. Not sure if they are even open anymore!!!
ReplyDeleteNot nice to piss of the locals.