Leaving Miami

Hi kids!

Well, it's finally time to weigh anchor (that's a sailor talk for pull
the anchor up and stow it for traveling). It's early Wednesday morning
and we are leaving Miami harbor.

We got all prepared by putting everything away so it doesn't fly
around when we are bobbing in the ocean, putting on the sails, filling
up the fuel tanks, buying a BIG bag of candy (Skittles, my favorite),
putting on clean clothes and brushing our hair.

It was raining but we didn't care. We put on our 'foul weather gear'
which is what sailors call their rain suits after they have paid $400
for them to keep us dry in the rain.

Under the foul weather jacket I wore my hunting, fluorescent orange
shirt. It's specially made to wick away moisture (hunters get nervous
and sweat a lot, I guess) and B) it makes the bodies easier to find if
they drown.

Here is a picture of me at the helm as we are leaving Miami. The tall
buildings behind me are Miami.

Do you think we'll make it? It's over a hundred miles of raging
ocean. Anything can happen.

Well, nothing left now but the doing. Off we go, come what may. Pray
for the sailors!