We want to spend Thanksgiving in Anclote Key. We would love to sail but Anclote is north of us and guess where the wind is coming from. Yep, the north. We wanted to get a few hours in before dropping anchor but after motoring a whole 2 hours (yes, 2 hours!) yesterday, we stopped.
Just like that.
Later on we were playing our usual at anchor Scrabble game and hoping the molar Hans broke earlier while scarfing down peanuts won't give him a problem for the rest of this voyage:
Hans: I think we should let everyone think you were at the helm when we ran aground.
Me: Too late, I've already posted on Facebook.