Ready, Set... No Go

You have found out, from our previous updates, that our time in Miami was full of leisure, friends and good food. Indeed, it was great to have a brake from the confines of a twenty-five feet fiberglass world and step out on land for some time-out from sailing slash camping - our living arrangements on the boat compare to your average long-weekend outing in the woods. All the luxuries of the city, like a miracle of running water, were coming to an end when the time come to turn off the tap. Johannes and I went back to our empty apartment, feeling Kelley's absence. I was locking its door for the last time thinking what a blessing it was to have it for so long. Hospitality of both, the Warren family and their church is legendary. After next church service, St. Timothy family collected two bushels of canned food for us.

We're off to Key Largo. Randy's car quietly gobbles up miles of two-line highway joining the Keys. I can't get used to this speed. It's like being in a hurricane, except there is no noise.

We are all packed and ready. Our little sloop is filled up with cans, fuel and fresh water. We've got enough provisions to sail to Peru and back! On our deck we are sporting a little sailing dinghy whose owner and our kind host, Randy so kindly lend to our adventures. All we are waiting for now are favorable winds. We are hoping to cross over to the Bahamas before Christmas. I am a little hesitant to sail out right away. We are right ahead of the approaching cold front. 25 knots of North-Easter could whip up the Gulf Stream into frenzy in no time. Considering this would also be our very first overnight crossing and deteriorating weather we decided to take a chill pill and wait it out. Certainly new adventures lay ahead of us and emerald waters of the Bahamas are going to be a unique setting for fast approaching Christmas. There would be no land in sight when we sit down to our Christmas Eve supper, but that's another story.

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