Sunday, December 12, 2010
I really needed to leave Great Harbour, I’d been there two nights in a row already and felt as if I were growing roots. There was a get-together arranged by folks aboard “Namaste” (aka “Suburban Dharma”) for Diamond Cay that afternoon/evening so I headed out to Sandy Spit for a bit of snorkeling and talking on the island, then taking a mooring ball off Foxy’s Taboo. I wanted to visit the bubbly pool but got to the mangrove swamp and used my tracking skill to follow a set of tracks that merely circled around the area and returned to Foxy’s. I looked for a path, was unsuccessful and decided it was time to return to the restaurant and re-hydrate at the bar. The day continued in the same vein, meeting up with fellow sailors from the TTOL BVI Forum and then ending up on “Namaste” for more libations and a 14-person stint in the HUGE aft cabin bed, which we called the Orgy Room.
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