I finally caught up on sleep over the night. The anchorage was relatively calm and I slept through the night for 10 hours and feel refreshed this morning. I attempted to access the internet with no luck, but did some necessary editing to the website while drinking my morning coffee. I put out some bread dough to rise, but that future loaf of bread doesn’t want to cooperate as it is sitting there doing a very good impersonation of an inanimate object. I wonder if the 5°C fridge temperature was too low and killed off the yeast rather than put it into hibernation as I’d expected. I’ll give it another hour and then plop it into the oven since I’m feeling more than a little peckish today.
Well, I’ve been editing pages on the website for an hour and the bread has still shown very little inclination to rise again, but I don’t wish to wait any longer and have fired up the generator and am going to preheat the oven and bake some bread in time for lunch rather than breakfast. I’ve finally started working on the Zanshin modification pages as I realized that they have been “under construction” for almost two years – mainly due to my forgetting all about them. The website has grown over time – over 5700 pictures and 680 .php format web pages in total.
While the finished bread cooled off I headed ashore with the notebook to catch up on my e-mails and upload the recent changes to the website. As befits France at noon on a Sunday everything was closed and shuttered. Luckily, Max’s Place had their internet turned on so I did the necessary (those unfamiliar with Indians speaking English can Google the expression) and have returned to the and taken my first bite out of the bread. It turns out that it had risen enough to make a tasty but heavy loaf and I’ve now had two slices with butter. I’ll slice up an egg I boiled earlier and make another bit of brunch in a bit.
I’m in a bit of a quandary as to what to do with the rest of the day today. I could do a “quickie” dive at either Creole Rock or Turtle Reef and then go ashore tonight for the happy hour Rock & Roll music at Le Zen IT or I could weigh anchor and head off to Marigot for the night and be in place to finish my shopping tomorrow (spare impeller and DB9 female connectors) and clear out of St. Martin for my next destination. That next destination might be Saba, St. Eustatius or perhaps St. Barths, depending upon the wind and wave reports that I’ll get just before clearing out.
I went ashore at 17:30 to listen to Rock’s United at Zen IT and enjoyed the first two sets before returning to the boat and having the remaining two Merguez sausages for dinner. I then lounged around the cockpit and was wondering what I should do about the catamaran that had anchored a bit too close. I wasn’t sure if I should ask them to move or if I should let out another 50 feet of chain and in the end got overcome by tiredness and fell asleep without doing anything. (I’m writing this the morning after and it seems that they re-anchored during the night).
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