Last weekend, we spent another gorgeous weekend at New Pass, our favorite close-to-home anchorage. We love it because we can get there in under 1.5 hours and it has plenty to do for Corey and his friend, Sam. We bring the kayaks and they can paddle to the beach with skim boards or fishing poles and when they get hungry, they paddle on over to the Lover’s Key snack bar where they’ve become regulars. It’s also great because we have dinghy access for dropping off Sam or when Corey’s mom comes to pick him up by car. We’re close to civilization, but still anchored out and off the dock with a view of the Gulf of Mexico.
The boys were in hog heaven. After loading up the kayaks in the morning with everything they would need for the day, including money for the snack bar (money well spent!) they would head off for the day. They wouldn’t return until dark each evening and thoroughly worn out. Throughout the day, Randy would use the binoculars to check on where they are or he would dinghy around the beaches looking for them and bearing additional sunblock.
Back on Blue Turtle, we had peace and quiet to relax, although this particular weekend I had projects (as always). Saturday was spent working on our upcoming presentation of Cruising the Dry Tortugas and on Sunday I decided to give the interior of Blue Turtle a major scrubbing. Winter is the best time to really clean the interior because we have all the doors and hatches open and it lets so much light in—to the point where you can see every spec of dust. With doors and windows open I can see the accumulation of dirt, cobwebs and mildew in all the cracks and crevices (and there are many!) that isn’t viewable in the summer with everything closed up and window covers on. Now that the interior is clean and in acceptable order, I’m working on some interior images for an upcoming post—we’ve had a few requests for a “tour” to see the interior of our trawler. Look for that upcoming post coming soon.
Sunday afternoon, Corey’s mom came and picked him and Sam up. Randy and I paddled the kayaks to Flipper’s, a restaurant not too far (by dinghy), for dinner. It was a longer paddle than we expected but it felt good to get back into the kayaks. That evening was Superbowl and we were able to pick up the game on antenna. I watched the first half and headed to our room to watch a movie. Apparently, I missed the best part after all. We’re back to the dock now and always looking forward to the next time …