It's Raining, It's Pouring
We left Port St. Joe Marina this morning around 9:30 a.m. I wasn't sure why we were in such a hurry, but ole Captain Duct Tape was rushing me! He later confessed he wanted to beat the possible thunderstorms to Appalachicola. Huh? Possible thunderstorms? I didn't sign up for this, I wanted the week of sunshine and relaxation. Oh well.
As we went under the St. Joe bridge into the "ditch" the weather was cloudy and overcast. It wasn't long before it began to drizzle. Then it rained. And it rained. Did I mention it rained? Holy cow did it ever rain. It stopped shortly after we tied up at Miller Marine. Fortunately it never did thunderstorm, so I guess I should look on the bright side! I also got to use my heavier set of foul weather gear I purchased last year at the Sailboat show, so that's another positive. It's just so darn cold (okay not really, but it's relatively cold) that I don't feel very positive.
Ah, but tomorrow is another day. One full of shopping, since I haven't had enough of that lately (yeah right), and searching out a wonderful place for lunch. Tonight we had dinner at Boss Oyster Bar, and once again we had a wonderful meal. Appalachicola is such a quaint little town, with wonderful shops to explore and picturesque scenery. The marina we're staying in is a half a block from town and supposedly has great shower facilities.
The shower and/or restroom facilities are something you don't learn about to you are travelling by boat. Because of holding tank and fresh water limitations, we habitually use the facilities at the marina if they are passable. Some are quite nice, some are frightening. The nicest I've ever been to was Conch Harbour Marina in Key West, although the A/C was set to 32 degrees F, and the worst (and this one truly was awful) was Pancho's Marina in Marathon. It had no A/C, but it had one helluva water pressure in the shower.
I didn't get to Bellydance tonight, the teacher is on hiatus. It's a bummer, since I could really use the exercise. I have slipped into sloth mode, making up for the sleep deprivation of the last couple of years. It's fun, but I'm starting to feel useless. Okay, that's not a bad thing, as I yawn sleepily at 6:30 p.m. central time. I'm sure that yawn is just a food coma!
Tomorrow I shop, Friday we head to Carabelle. Ryan remarked at dinner that we're finally going to get to Carabelle, we've been trying for a couple of years and something has always come up. Now I'm concerned we'll never get there after that proclamation! We'll see!
As we went under the St. Joe bridge into the "ditch" the weather was cloudy and overcast. It wasn't long before it began to drizzle. Then it rained. And it rained. Did I mention it rained? Holy cow did it ever rain. It stopped shortly after we tied up at Miller Marine. Fortunately it never did thunderstorm, so I guess I should look on the bright side! I also got to use my heavier set of foul weather gear I purchased last year at the Sailboat show, so that's another positive. It's just so darn cold (okay not really, but it's relatively cold) that I don't feel very positive.
Ah, but tomorrow is another day. One full of shopping, since I haven't had enough of that lately (yeah right), and searching out a wonderful place for lunch. Tonight we had dinner at Boss Oyster Bar, and once again we had a wonderful meal. Appalachicola is such a quaint little town, with wonderful shops to explore and picturesque scenery. The marina we're staying in is a half a block from town and supposedly has great shower facilities.
The shower and/or restroom facilities are something you don't learn about to you are travelling by boat. Because of holding tank and fresh water limitations, we habitually use the facilities at the marina if they are passable. Some are quite nice, some are frightening. The nicest I've ever been to was Conch Harbour Marina in Key West, although the A/C was set to 32 degrees F, and the worst (and this one truly was awful) was Pancho's Marina in Marathon. It had no A/C, but it had one helluva water pressure in the shower.
I didn't get to Bellydance tonight, the teacher is on hiatus. It's a bummer, since I could really use the exercise. I have slipped into sloth mode, making up for the sleep deprivation of the last couple of years. It's fun, but I'm starting to feel useless. Okay, that's not a bad thing, as I yawn sleepily at 6:30 p.m. central time. I'm sure that yawn is just a food coma!
Tomorrow I shop, Friday we head to Carabelle. Ryan remarked at dinner that we're finally going to get to Carabelle, we've been trying for a couple of years and something has always come up. Now I'm concerned we'll never get there after that proclamation! We'll see!
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