After a great night's sleep it was such a treat to wake up to a sunny day! You know, without those grey days you really wouldn't appreciate the sunny ones, would you? Just like in life... It takes ALL the days to make the fabric of life - I try to keep my relentlessly cheerful and aggressively optimistic attitude going through every day. If we spend the cloudy days waiting for the sunny ones, we miss so much... Enough thinking - time to spring in to action to get us off the dock.
It was so calm (and everything seems easier when it's sunny) that we s l i d off the dock like a shadow into shade. One minute on the dock, the next away .... !
We have moved into more populated areas so there is less sheer wilderness area. It seems like one long city from here on down to Miami. Daytona Beach was really built up, and we learned that the wide firm beaches are where early cars were raced when there were no real roads. This, eventually, moved inland to become the Dayton Race fandango. We went through a record (for us) number of bridges - 9.
It was a party on the bridge as we drove - I've made an 80s rockin play list and we took turns driving. The person driving also got to work out with light weights and rubber bands - WHILE DRIVING. That's multitasking, people. This turns out to be what I was missing - I got some exercise and kept boredom at bay.
The New Smyrna Beach City Marina was small but welcoming. In fact there was a little party in progress for a couple who had just crossed their wake (finished the Loop)! Just as we are starting our own Loop. Rick got to go and chat them up for a bit, and they were so excited to offer advice that we have their 'boat cards' and an open offer to contact them any time. Loopers are a community within the larger boating community .
We had a lovely sunset and watched all the local birds come in to nest on a tiny island next to us. There were so many it looked like it might sink, and there was a lot of noisy jockeying for position. Meanwhile a dolphin circled the island, and we occasionally saw the snout of a manatee. What an improbable, Dr-Seuss type creature. Although, I suppose humans with no clothes on look equally ridiculous and improbable...
Then it was time to find a bar for Rick to watch the Super Bowl (or Super Bowel, as I lovingly call it). He could watch on the boat, but it seems important to watch it with other guys and trade commentary how what a lousy job the players and/or refs are doing. We walked a short way into the cutie pea 'town' to find all the sidewalks clean but rolled up. Fortunately, Yellow Dog Eats was open, and the menu was a real treat. Some of us watched the first half of the fascinating sporting event, the rest of us played on our phones and watched the commercials. And amused ourselves by saying 'is it over yet?'...
Nope, is the answer, still not over yet... I'm going to bed.
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