Yes, it's bouganvallia and palm trees, which means we are definitely south of 45 degrees latitude. Of course you wouldn't know that from the way we and every other human in our vaccinity is dressing this week. Would you believe: jeans, fuzzies, jackets and hats????Looking at the sailors alone, you would think we were on the waters of Newfoundland. Two little words are following me around lately: COLD FRONT. It's inescapable. Those of you in the land-of-ice-and-snow who have begrudged my escape to warmer climes have had your fun, so let it go. Let the sun shine, the temperature rise, the sunscreen, bikinis and straw hats come out.
Nelson loved GBYC! There was lots of room to run and chase balls in the protected garden areas and he had fun burying his fav in the volleyball pit. Being a novice sailor, he prefers to be ashore, but stocially puts up with sea voyages. Huddled in his carrying crate, which is lashed for safety to the fly bridge rails, he sleeps for the duration of each outing. It took 7 1/2 hours to cross from Freeport to Nassau, travelling at 15 to 17 knots. Seas were 2 -4 feet with 9 foot swells. I wouldn't have agreed to go either, except we had following seas and it was a pretty comfortable ride. (I had also received a promise written in blood that we would turn back if I gave the least hint of throwing up.)