Stranded on Our Own Little Island...the Seahawk

That weather front that raced it's way across the country arrived in Central Florida about 3:30 am. And it arrived with a vengeance. Strong winds began slamming the dinghy into the side of the boat and continue throughout the day. Heavy dark clouds surrounded the area.

Here's what it looked up as soon as it got light enough to see.

Phil lengthened the painter (line) on the dinghy so it would have room to bounce around without banging up against the boat. The wind blew hard, gusts up to 35 mph, and it rained a little. About 3 pm it cleared up and we were able to get off the boat. We went into the marina complex, took a shower and then to the captain's lounge to watch a little of the NACAR race. About 5 (happy hour) 3 couples came in, drinking and talking, so we gave up on the race and came back the boat.

Here's what things looked like at day's end...quite different than the morning view.

A boater returning to his boat in the mooring field.

Calm waters and a beautiful sunset.

A late afternoon sail.

Just another beautiful day in paradise.