December 27, 2015We stayed another night at Tahiti beach because Travis and Mary and the girls liked it there. We were surrounded by noisy, light-polluting charter catarmarans. I hated it. December 28, 2015We sailed, with Seahorse, south to Lynnyard Cay, where we found our first very nice, remote anchorage in clear, swimming-pool blue waters. On the sail here the car that holds the mainsail to the boom flew off the end, not for the first time, and the part that keeps it on the boom broke off. Ryan repaired it. On the way here, we caught a fish: a Horse-Eyed Jack. I made tacos with it. Very lovely. We made water today. Lynnyard Cay is a long, thin island with some pleasant anchorages and a only a few houses. We anchored off a small beach that had a white picnic table and some plywood tables nailed into trees, also a broken-down platform with a ratty mattress on it, exposed to the rain. We followed a trail from this beach to the ocean side and spent hours walking there. I found a lot of small sea-sponges that had washed ashore, and made two leis to adorn our dodger. I also found an interesting salmon-colored, round float with the words, “Rosendahl, Bergen, Norway,” imprinted on it. I am feeling a little bit better, but still a bit sick to my stomach and weak.AdvertisementsLike this:LikeLoading…RelatedAuthor: Kimberly Latta, Ph.D.
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