We are riding glassy water with 25 other boats in Pelican Bay.
Departure was a hoot. We escorted the Admirals club out of the Yacht Club and into the river. Burgees were flying, there smiles everywhere. It was all good. Cheerfully we raised the carbons and turned South.
At the turn to Ponce de Leon. I went below to organize the mess of gear, thrown onboard just prior to departure. Within seconds, I realized that the electronics and video kit was missing. Nothing to do but come about. And so we did, back to the entrance , right along with the fleet of lady Admirals. I hollered over that, “we forgot the beer” and everyone had a laugh.
Light breeze , with #3 Jib, occasionally motoring . Mostly Close hauled sailing with a 20 minute motor sprint to get on hook before dark. Spicy Brats and spinach salad.
I’m liking it.