We were once again at the Palace in Fernandina Beach last night as they were the only bar in town to have the Packers/Cowboys game on tv. Claude joined us for a while, but being an intelligent human being he left after the first half. Meanwhile, the bar got smokier and smokier and we were suffering from smoke inhalation, but persisted. Just after the start of the second half we met some nice gentlemen from Atlanta who were curious about our adventure. They offered to buy us a "Pirate Punch", so naturally we accepted. We chatted some more. They insisted on buying us another Pirate Punch. Whoa. We figured we would be fogged in this morning so we stayed until the end of the game and took them up on their kind offer. We watched as Brett Farve, our hero, was injured and removed himself from the game. His young replacement tried valiantly, but the nasty Cowboys went on to win the game. Poor Brett! We got back to the boat around midnight ( or a little later) and then next thing it is 7 am and we are NOT fogged in. We called Claude on the VHS and he was ready to get going. A quick cup of coffee later and we are flogging ourselves to get on the trail. The weather was not bad - cool and cloudy but not much wind and the current was going our way. We arrived in Jacksonville Beach exhausted but alive and well. Wayne is still napping! The great news is that Claude's friend Doug has arrived in the USA and is at this very moment driving up from Fort Lauderdale. What a guy! He will join us around 8pm tonight, and off we go for St. Augustine tomorrow. The pictures have nothing to do with this post, really, except that I love the one of the shrimp boat that looks like it is about to eat Cassie. Yes, that's Cassie at anchor at Hilton Head with an incoming shrimp boat behind her. The other one is from our little private beach in the Georgia swamp. We'll get some Florida pictures to share with you once Doug gets here, so everyone can get at look at our new foursome.
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