Just as the sun was beginning to heat up the land, we wished the Nuzzos a happy 30th anniversary and headed towards the blue water. We crossed Florida via Alligator Alley. I saw no gators...Scott, on the other hand, claims he saw several when I put my head down to prepare his sandwich. We realized time didn't matter anymore once we crossed the first overseas highway bridge, that is until Scott remembered we had a time limit for dropping off the trailer, but that's a little later. The blue and green water was as beautiful as ever! We checked out our plan "A" ramp at the Blackfin Resort and Scott was not impressed so we moved to plan "B," a public ramp right next door to Marathon Yacht Club.
2.5 stressful hours later, the boat was floating, Scott was on his way to drop off the trailer at Driftwood Marina, and I was unpacking our home for the month. Just after sunset we slid the boat back into Marathon Yacht Club (using Bayview Yacht Club reciprocity) and learned of the "35ft minimum" going rate for transient slips in the keys.
We had dinner at "Lazy Days" and stuffed ourselves (after skipping lunch to rig the boat and beat the clock). Scott ordered an extremely expensive pound of stone crab and I ordered the cheapest dinner sandwich (fresh catch of the day and it happened to be dolphin). I was stuffed halfway through dinner. Scott had buyer's remorse and ordered another basket of bread. After dinner we decided to stay at MYC one more day and night to get the rest of the boat set up and packed.
Ready to go sailing,
Lauren & Scott
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