The good news, I suppose, is that we safely docked at home around 2:45 this morning. 14 hours and 45 minutes of time actually spent moving toward home. That's really good time. The whole trip took a few hours longer with food, gas and rest area stops.
The bad news is now I'm cranky. Don't want to be here. There aint one darn pelican in sight. Lovely view of various shades of grays and browns though I can't see a shrimp boat or lighthouse in any direction.
No more of this for awhile;
Sunset - last night on the island
$4 a pound shrimp from Skinner's - deheaded and seasoned/steamed
Heron/crane thing looking for crabs on the beach
Big Ass shiraz and a sunset...it's become a tradition (thanks Steph)
For something different, here's the sunrise from the yesterday morning.
Jori just bein Jori. She decided that she would rather make a comfy nest in the closet than share a bed with her sister.
Beach house camoflage...Jori's clown pants match the decor.
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